Whatever I was doing to her, I was obviously hitting the right spots because her thighs were starting to squeeze my head as she suddenly let out a str...ngled moan silenced by what I could only imagine was a pillow stuffed into her mouth.A warm squirt of creamy fluid splashed against my tongue and I savored her taste while cleaning her up."That. Was...Incredible!: she panted through heavy breath.Her thighs relaxed and I was able to remove my head. Not that I was in a hurry to leave the beautiful. Then he starts spanking me, telling me I’m a dirty fat whore who needs to be punished, he tells me to count the spanks and say thank you after each one like a good little fuck toy. Somehow I manage to keep up but he still wants more from me, soon he is spanking me so hard I loose count. Then he gets the paddle, and we start again. This time I make sure to keep count and say my thank yous. Suddenly I feel his hard cock slide into my pussy, he starts pounding me, fucking me so deep, slamming on. ) But it is only sick if a mature person forces the young person to do something sexual, and this has never happened that way to me, it was me that wanted my mother, and other family members, it was not her fault, she never made me do stuff to her, it was not her and not anybody else either, except me, and it was not my older uncles fault either, and it was not the fault of my other family members I had sex with, the only thing my mother did wrong, or the other family members did wrong, was to. "Come on, my dirty slut wife. We're going. We've got a table booked for seven at the hotel restaurant." Do we have to?" Chloe asked."Yes. Do as I say," Mike said sternly.Back at the hotel they had both showered. Mike laid out the outfit he wanted his wife to wear for the night;a black sheer top, black lacy bra, black leather mini skirt, black heels and a short jacket.Chloe put it all on."How do I look?" she asked."Stunning, simply stunning."They walked to the restaurant, had a drink and ate a.