”Britney swallowed. “I did, Ms. Kim. I was lying. It was all my fault. I'm so sorry. It was so stupid. It won't happen again.”I looked around at...my women. “So when you do good, you're rewarded. But what happens when you do something bad?”“You're punished,” sweet Natti moaned, my Korean secretary shuddering, her hands beneath the table.“That's right,” I said, a bold thrill shooting through me. I grabbed the bitch's brassy hair, hauling Britney out of her seat. She gasped in pain and shock as I. I was exhausted, sweaty. My legs ached, where they had been spread wide. My arse was sore, sore from where it had been fucked. My overriding memory though was of happiness. That and being satisfied. The evening wasn’t over He would be hard again, soon. After he watched me and Mum, together. Then again we fucked. As we fucked I learned. I had a brilliant teacher, a teacher I loved. I woke, it was after one. I was alone in Mum’s king sized bed. My legs had dried come on them. It was even in my. Door kholne se hi me ne bhabhi ko kas ke pakda aur smooch karna start kar diya.Ummuumm…mummm..mumm..umaaumm.mmummah….mmmuumm…ummm..mmuumah..woh bhabhi….ummmah..aah…ummmuummah.Bhabhi bhi kaske mujhe smooch karnelagi….ummumm..ummummmaah…muummmahh..Smooch karte me mera haat piche se bhabhi ke panty ke andar ghusa diya aur dono hat se gannd masalne laga….ufff…kya gand hain… ekdam soft… umm… ummmuumm.. aah ….smooch karte karte bhabhi ko godi me utha liya aur khade khade smooch karne. I was hard as a rock from making out with the wife and the husband was slowly getting there. It was pretty hot sitting on the couch next to a married guy, both in speedos, rubbing our cocks through the lycra waiting for his wife to join us.So the husband and I are sitting on the couch both wearing black speedos. I'm hard as a rock from making out with the wife and we are both sitting there rubbing our cocks through our speedos. It doesn't take long until the wife returns. All she is wearing is.