You kiss me and it seems to me that you are now more excited than you were. Nothing excites me more than your pleasure and I am definitely awake enoug... now to take a little initiative. I move my way down your body. Slowly. Considering my next several moves. For me your body is like a shop full of my favorite things. The problem is always where to begin. I slide my hand down your chest, my lips in hot pursuit. Over your rock hard cock and over your balls. Your legs open for me and I pause a. She can swallow my whole dick but he was hard she could only get the tip of his head in her mouth he was that fucking big! I didn’t see any way it was gonna even fit in her pussy but I was wrong. She took off her panties and they were absolutely soaked. She got on the bed and put that little ass in the air . making sure that I could see it all. When he got behind her what ensued was absolutely traumatizing! Some guys would need counseling to recover. Its almost impossible to describe but in all. It was her signal to thrash his already bruised and swollen bottom.The French Mistress paused and contemplated where her first swipe would land, and once satisfied, she took her thick leather belt over her right shoulder, took a deep breath and sent her nasty piece of leather hurtling towards Peter Mitchell’s already battered bottom.“Crack!”That first stinging stroke bit deeply into his right buttock. He screamed and shouted, but, like Tina, his cries were muffled by Wendy, who simply used her. It felt good and when she leaned forward and kissed me on the back she whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you.” I wanted it too and so I arched my back and pushed back. Savannah suddenly moved away and as I glanced back, I watched her move over to her dresser. Opening the top drawer, she grabbed a tube of lube and as she turned around, she held out the condom so I could see it. Smiling as she moved back over to the bed, I brought my hands up under my head, trying to get comfortable. Savannah.