On his bed, against him or on him were also a little brown rubber shoe, a green tennis ball, a little glow-in-the-dark football, a skinny yellow rubbe... chicken, a small toy tire, a Frisbee, a green rubber turtle, and a plastic doggy bone. Bandit sat close by. Eddie realized that the dog had taken all the toys from his box and given them to Eddie. They were what made Bandit happy and he, the greedy dog, the dog who habitually grabbed things for himself, was willing to give everything he had to. I was so aware of him in there. It's a hard thing to explain. That feeling gr3ew as we began to move.If a guy does it a certain way, he feels bigger. He has to go into your sex at an angle, either up or down. It stimulates the nerves on the front of your channel, especially those near the entrance, and if he's facing you, he does it with the very sensitive broad head of his dick. That is so delicious.Most girls don't feel that unless they've had sex a lot, and I mean a lot. Then you become. I heard the familiar noise of a condom wrapper being opened and felt myself get pushed away from him. My lips moved up his shaft as hands on my shoulders pushed me away. Moments later I climbed on top. His cock entered me and I moaned as quietly as I could, knowing we weren't the only ones in the apartment. I felt all seven inches penetrate me and I wanted to scream. I was dripping more than I ever had, and never wanted someone as bad as I wanted Jason right then. I felt his hands grab my hips. As the spanker watched their rears turn redder and redder as each bottom made contact with his personal revenge. The cracks of the paddle rang out as each of the coworker or classmate’s selected naughty girls was grateful for the cool breeze which circulated under the dome and waft against their sizzling arses. The wind howled and so did the spanked girls. The masked avenger swung for the fences with the wooden paddle. The girls yelped and hick up cried to the beat of the master of the games.