Most men by now would have begged me to let them cum, but not you. Now turn around and lie on your stomach."Once I was on my stomach, she started to s...ank my ass with my belt. The harsh stings made me cry out in pain. She stopped a few times to caress my ass. I could feel the heat coming from my ass cheeks; Sasha continued spanking me a few more times before stopping.Climbing off the bed, I stood in front of her as my cock remained semi-erect; she approached me then got on her knees and wrapped. Robert and Jethro couldn't take their eyes off her beautiful long legs and firm, muscular thighs. They seem to live for the quick glimpses of her panties as she sat and crossed her legs. The thing that really surprised me the most was that Rachel loved every second of their attention. I was also surprised by the fact that Jethro didn't seem to mind Robert openly undressing his mother with his eyes. Rachel had never been a prude where sex was concerned but wearing those miniskirts turned her. You may have noticed that." It's nice to sleep with you."She looked down. His head rested on a breast nearly poking out of her nightshirt. Her nightshirt was hiked up around her hips.He raised his head to look up at her. "I haven't had sex for eight months," he confessed. "I don't know whether I'll be able to do it again. I worry about that. " You'll get better. You're getting better. Do you know any women who could help you?" No, I don't think so. I've burned a lot of bridges. I'm just happy. Or my Russian ones.”“So what did it take to get you to where you are now?”“Repeated beatings,” I chuckled. “By the girls, by life, by my sister, by some male friends.”“You’ve handled what happened to your friend Nick pretty well.”“I managed to hold it together,” I said. “That’s all I’ll take credit for.”“You’re going to Ohio now really to see your friend and her son, right?”“Yes. And Jesse and Matthew want to see their friend. But you know how Jesse feels from the letter he wrote with your.