She took the knife laying beside the cake. I was still fucking her. But I was slowing down my thrusts a little so that she can cut the cake. As she sl...ced the cake, I sang, “Happy birthday to you!”“I never cut a cake while a cock is in my pussy,” she said.I took the slice and put it in her mouth. She too fed me a little piece of cake, without looking at me as she was bent. Now I asked her to pass me some cream. She scooped up a handful of cream from the cake, which I took and started applying. In this course of journey, there are lot of interesting events, debates, conversations, planning, sentiments, seductions, threats, blackmails, crying, romance, sex happened. So it needs several pages to explain every bit of the detail so this story will be lengthy but truly authentic and surely arouse you like anything, and you will not be able to resist cum/masturbate at least 10 times before you completely read this story.Events, emotion and planning we had in this wife exchange journey will. You repeat the same thing over and over, “horny bitch, horny bitch,” to match each stinging slap. “Please master!” I cry out, begging you to stop. To my surprise you do, but only long enough to rip your underwear off and pull out your stiffening cock. You move your body close enough so you can continue slapping my face: with your cock. You can see that, despite my best efforts, I am getting very turned on by this, and I start moaning lightly in pain and pleasure. “Please master, slap me harder. Before even giving birth to her daughter, she was already planning her next pregnancy.Mark had a girl friend he was serious about. Her name was Sara Branch and she was a beautiful brunette. With Sara, and Gabrielle as Erin's lovely bridesmaids; they formed a strong bond between them. Luke and John were the ushers while Mark was the best man."You look like you swallowed a watermelon seed," Mark remarked seeing his sister in her present state of pregnancy."I did, it was a special seed," she.