Soon I was fondling his manhood through his jeans. He nibbled my ear andwhispered I was more womanly than he hoped for. I just smiled and staredlovi...gly into his eyes. Every drop of fear and worry had disappeared, Iwanted to be with and please this man. But more, I wanted him to desireme not just for tonight but for a long time.While I lead him to the bedroom I asked if he preferred me naked ordressed. The response was that he would take off me what he wanted. Hehad to go pee first so I. “How many will be attending?” “Just two of us, me and my wife,” Len asked, “Is seating still available?” “What color are your tickets?” “Red on the front and green on the back.” “Oh, that would be VIP, premium gift tickets. Someone thinks you are very special, may I have your names?” Her voice became sexier. “Len and Charise White.” “If you go directly to the VIP line upon arrival, you will be seated immediately. This is a very exciting show, we are glad you could make it,” she then queried,. He had one hand holding one of her legs up and open while the other hand roughly grabbed at her tits. She felt herself getting closer and closer to cumming as his thick cock pounded into her.Missy never would have thought in a million years that she would be getting fucked by her former step-son or that he would be so aggressive. She had always thought of herself as open minded sexually but she had never been fucked like this. So hard. So rough. It was awakening something deep down inside. “I will be a good girl!”Miss Manson targeted the centre of Zofeya Caldwell’s bottom with all twelve strokes. She did not want to catch her in a delicate place. She figured that the birching was painful enough as it was.“Whip!”Diane’s daughter took a deep breath, wiped her nose with her hand and then replied.“I will be a good girl!”The next stroke was soon on its way.“Whip!”Again, the young woman paused to try and re-gather her composure before replying.“I will be a good girl!”Pauline Manson.