Of course, the granny hated, even more, when the backs of her squishy fleshy legs were being spanked as that hurt much more than when her bottom was s...anked. Governess Carson wasn’t worried, though, nor sympathetic, as it wasn’t her who broke the rules but the naughty granny.Jennifer was gasping and squirming around on the teenager’s lap, hating being spanked but knowing it was her own fault, but that didn’t stop the tears welling up in her eyes, her vision getting blurred, and the feeling of. That's all you need to know. Now, are you going to give it to me or are you going to let me die with frustration here." she pouted, shoving her arse nearer my face.Miss Black and Miss White laughed. "See Ian, no complications. Each of us, in our own way, have nothing to be ashamed of. We know you fantasize about us but hasn't it occurred to you that we do the same about you ?"It was my turn to be surprised. "Er, no I guess not."Miss Red reached over with her right hand and tussled my hair.. Of course I cleaned him with a wash rag first. I might be a pregnant slut, but I do have some standards. We got each other off one more time before I sent him home to Alice and started to get ready to welcome Stan home.I hoped he wanted to make love because I was still horny. Just so we are clear on this; I make love with Stan. I fuck Bobby, but I make love with Stan.I had my seven inches buried in Alice’s ass when I got the call that Rita’s water had broken. I put on a burst of speed and. My cock was throbbing hard by this time. She ran her fingers lightly over my erection that was tenting the crotch of my pants, straining to burst free. She unzipped my pants, and in one smooth motion pulled them off along with my shorts, discarding them in a heap on the floor. I always loved it when she did that. She took a step back and began to slowly unbutton her blouse asking, “So, what do you say? Will you agree to be my bottom bitch and let me use that ass of your as I see fit?” She.