My passion hummed around his dick. I gripped his hips, reveling in the flavor of my asshole.I cleaned his cock.I was such a loving daughter.I slid my ...haft up Daddy’s dick. I sucked the entire time. The sour flavor of my ass swelled for a moment. Drool ran down my chin. I sucked and slurped. This was so wonderful. My pussy itched. Cum dribbled out of my asshole and across my taint. The naughty spunk reached my pussy, coating me.I swallowed his cock again. I slid his shaft down my throat. I. I shall give you half a dozen with the strop. But, if it hurts too much, just say ‘Stop’, clearly and I shall stop at once.’ She blushed, and silently complied. Six hard blows of the razor strop followed one on another, streaking the crimson with dark, almost purple bruises, white-edged where the edges of the strop left weals on the tender skin. Now she was crying in earnest, but still quiet and strangely self-possessed. I began to wonder which of us was the strong, and which the weak one. I. What is it? You said I could have it however I wanted it. Any way you like it. She hesitated, took a deep breath and said I want it&hellip,nasty. Really nasty. Make me feel&hellip,dirty. And&hellip,I want you to be in charge. As she said it, stumbling over the words, she blushed hotly. A huge grin broke across Bens face. He reached up her skirt and rubbed her pussy with one finger, through her underwear, feeling the dampness there. Thats just how I like it too, Jane, he said. Why dont you say. ” “Work for it? What kind of work?” “You can get what you can take,” she said breathily. I smiled really big then, because that meant she wanted to wrestle. The best kind of wrestling in my opinion, fuck wrestling. Fuck wrestling gives me carte blanche to be able to feel, kiss, lick, finger, and fuck her in any position I could get her into with her struggling back against me. Same went for her. My wife is average sized and not very strong, but she has solid legs. If she gets them wrapped.