After a few minutes I grabbed a handfull of hair and thrust deep in her mouth, about halfway I felt the back of her throat, she gagged a bit, held my ...highs, then grabbed my ass and pulled the rest of my 8 inches slowly down her gullett. She had her nose burried in my pubic hair as I slowly fucked her face. I could feel her throat convulsing around my cock as her tongue continued swirlling all around. I heard a clicking sound and glanced over to see her old man snapping pics of his wife. .. " Now, Girl, pull your skirt up so as not to damage it, then lay across the arm of that sofa !" Mike said. " And call me SIR until we are finished !" Becky obeyed, Mike picked up the cane and laid it across her blue panties, then, lifting it in the air brought it down onto the centre of her bottom, not too hard. SWISH then WHACK!! " OOOOOH said Becky, " I've never been caned before!! How many more do I get?" " How many do you want Girl, but I will add 20 as you did not call me Sir!!" " OH. At a sharp nudge in the ribs from his wife, he was about to end the wretched girl's ordeal when a harsh voice broke the hushed silence, bidding a stop. All eyes swung round to the apparition stumping towards them, a squat, limping figure leaning on a staff, the figure of a man clad in undyed wool bearing a magnificent fleece across his shoulders, a leashed sheep-dog at his heels. A murmur spread through the crowd: it was Morgan ap Llewellyn, a man of whom many had heard, but few had seen, and. It feels like it goes on forever and, for a moment, everything goes still and dark.The sound of him reaching his climax brings me back to consciousness and, gripping my ass with both hands, he pushes deep one last time as spurts of cum are fired inside me. I collapse on his chest, and he wraps his arms around me as we try to recover. Eventually, I pull away and lie by his side, our heads touching on the pillow as we hold hands beneath the covers.“That was something else,” I tell him. “Although,.