Fuck me!"“Oh, God, you’re so beautiful,” Joel said in Tammy’s ear. He started kissing her and stroke her lovingly. She giggled at the complime...t as she looked back at him. “I get that a lot for some reason,” she smiled. Joel loved her smile. They met eyes. He went faster, penetrating her sweet womanhood.“Ugh! Ugh! Fuck me! Fuck me with your big dick! Oh, God!”He looked at Tammy and her raw beauty as he got to squeeze her ebony breasts. He noticed her breasts got bigger as time went on. His. Then they rain down like fire. Not full force, by anymeans. But this paddle is like nothing I have ever felt. In no time atall my bottom and the backs of my legs feel like she has taken a torch tothem.All too soon the squeals escape me. I feel her run her fingers into myhair and jerk my head up. But she doesn't stop delivering the blows."Poor sissy. Does it hurt, little girl?"As I open my mouth to answer another blow crashes down with thunderousforce, forcing a scream from me."God, yes. Scream.. The imagery of him in her ass thrilled me and I slid my hand inside my zipper and felt my own wet pussy, and as the train thundered over the tracks, I masturbated to the sounds of my friend Britney being ass fucked for the first time, not to mention how easy it was to earn fifty quid, while she learned the trade, ten of which I would give her for the thrill she was giving him.The brakes were being applied and I looked at my watch, we were arriving at our station and she was still humping, 'Brit. I couldn't believe what they were asking for it so snapped it up." Well done you! Golly! Ooh! I haven't opened my card."Lottë watched him with dancing eyes. It was a picture of a bent and wrinkled old man with a stick. On the front the words were 'It's all right. You don't smell yet.' and on the inside 'Happy Birthday, old man!'Robin tried to look stern. "You are a very rude young woman," he said.Lottë batted her eyelashes. "Yes, Unca Wob."His face broke into a grin. "Thank you, sweety." He.