I slid my hand between her thighs and cupped her hairy pussy with my big hand….working a finger through the hair and into her slit. She was very we...….and I could already smell her musty scent.“Now give Poppa a big kiss while I play with that little pussy you’re so proud of.” Obediently she turned her face upward and we kissed, or rather I kissed her, at least at first. My tongue slipped between her lips and began sparring with hers as I sunk a finger into her little cunt, she moaned and as I. "Come sit by me baby and kiss me," She commanded. As ladylike as I could, I sat beside her on the couch and began to kiss her passionately and deeply. All the while I couldn't help but enjoy the sensation of lipsticked lips, kissing lipsticked lips!!! She fondled my breasts vigorously, slipping one hand behind me and pulling me closer. After what seemed an eternity she forced me off the couch and onto my knees before her.Carol was exquisite. Her cotton summer dress was sleeveless, above the. " That's when he told me to lie on the bed with my face on the edge so he could fuck my throat easier. He leaned over me and slapped my ass hard. I felt my dick get sooo hard. I thought to myself, "wow, now I get hard??" All those times impotent in front of beautiful waiting women and an old man slapping my ass gives me a huge hard-on??He was obviously loving me, I must have been a good bitch. That's when he started taunting me about anal. "I know what you really want" *slurp* *slurp* *slurp*. I knew which whip he had chosen after the first hit; the most painful one, the one he never used on my soft pretty skin because he said it would hurt too much. It wasn’t until the fourth crack of the whip that I began to cry. I was crying not only because it hurt more than anything, but also because he chose this whip because he knew very well that it was going to hurt bad. Silent tears were rolling down my cheeks; I would not give him the satisfaction of hearing my cries. After a bit I started.