I will call myself “Joan”. I am 5’8 and weighapproximately 175 pounds. I have long curly reddishbrown hair and blue eyes. I am a D-c...p with largenipples that are extremely sensitive to stimulation. Iam not a bikini babe by any stretch of theimagination.My husband and love of my life for twenty-six years,whom I will call John is a good looking man of 51. Hestands 6’2 and weighs approximately 225 pounds. He isbald, with deep brown eyes and just a slight potbelly. His cock. They weren't getting away with a thing.They actually got to try out the cinnamon rolls before they heard the boys stirring. In a moment, the two appeared, dressed in flannel pajamas, still yawning and bleary eyed, but happy at the sight of Aunt Shae, the filled stockings, and all the presents that hadn't been there the night before. It was not long before JoAnne's living room was filled with scraps of wrapping paper and empty boxes, while the boys were beyond excited at the wonder of all the. Bruno released them, than squeezed again, Mary rubbing back against his growing cock. “You like it when I crush your labias. You’re rubbing that little ass against me like a little whore.”He finally released her labias, but his hand slid up and grabbed her clit again. “Just as I thought, Mary. It’s getting harder. I think I need to spank you some more. Ask me to spank your ass again. This time with your pants down so you can feel it better.”She knew she had to say it, afraid of defying Bruno.. I cried out.He smacked my butt hard for several minutes. I knew he was making my bottom red all over again. He liked that for whatever reason. He liked seeing my bottom red. A strange thought occurred. Did he think it was sexier? Was that why he did it? Perhaps it was a good thing because I would be more appealing to him? If that was true, wasn't there other ways I could look sexy for him? How about with his cock in my pussy? I actually laughed in the midst of my pain with that silly thought.He.