He apparently enjoyed it, but I was inexperienced and awkward. Since then, I paid more attention to the language of his body, working my hands and mou...h to not simply get him off..but to truly please him.I took a firm grip on CJ's shaft and brought the head of his cock to my tongue. Without closing my lips around it, I just teased the tip and hood with my lips and tongue, feeling it get hard and tight. When I heard CJ's breathing subtly become a bit shaky, I introduced the bulk of his cock to. Schließlich rammte er sein Knie dazwischen und zwängte ihre Beine langsam auseinander. Sie atmete schwer, und ihre nackten Titten hoben und senkten sich schnell. Mit einem ungeduldigen Ruck riss der Chef ihr Bikinihöschen herunter und bestaunte ihre rasierte Möse. Sein Schwanz wurde noch härter, als sie leise zu wimmern begann. Er rammte ihr seinen fetten, harten Ständer brutal in die Fotze und war erstaunt, wie eng sie war. Sie keuchte auf, und er stiess ihn bis zu den Eiern hinein in ihr. I started with ‘Sarabande’ and its mournful sounds pretty much set the tone for the morning. All good intentions aside, by the time I finished Gallot’s ‘La Lucrece’ at the end of my half-hour set, both Francie and I had tears running down our cheeks. I clicked off the recording and set aside my guitar. By the time I turned to Francie, she already had her shirt off. Mine quickly followed.It was like nine months had never passed since the last time we made love. I still remembered her erogenous. I was sure the spanking was harder than last time. Tears were streaming down my face but my eyes were too blurred to see if the carpet was wet. I really expected it to be. It was with some relief I heard Auntie Sarah say “OK Emma, it’s over. You can get up.” I couldn’t move. I was crying so hard I didn’t have the strength. Not for several moments, until I edged myself up. Auntie Sarah rubbed my bottom, soothing it, maybe trying to rub the pain away, and whilst I slowly stopped.