But the intent of this gesture was not to speak, but to provide her man a receptacle for his cum. Bill straddled her chest and posi...ioned himself directly over her face. His massive cock still awash with her juices, he reached down and gripped his cock firmly in his powerful hands. He stroked his member not even a dozen times before the surge of white-hot glistening cum shot its way from within his balls , clear out his cock into her awaiting mouth. Several bursts missing the. I started stroking my penis in and out of Kajal’s pink canal. Every time I pulled it out, I pulled it all the way till the head of my penis continued to be dug inside the pink folds. Every time I pushed in, I went as deep as I could and stretched the opening of her womb. I did it in variations where the stokes were sometimes slow and sometimes fast and hard. I could feel Kajal lifting her hips and sometimes clutching my penis hard with her inner vaginal muscles; to match the dance of love. Her. “Wow, look at this,” he exclaimed as he let the center fold fall open.“Oh, so that’s what a woman’s privates look like. What is that thing? I asked pointing to a little bud of flesh at the top of the woman’s opening?”Billy shrugged and stared at the picture. Mike said it was a clitoris. I had no idea what that was and I wasn’t sure that Mike wasn’t just making it up just to look superior. I felt my dick getting hard and I looked down at Mike’s crotch. His pants were poking out in front too. At. Now, at the ripe old age of twenty-six, I had developed a predilection for the activity. I was, after all, a ‘submissive’ at heart. I’d developed a psycho-sexuality that caused me to live the reality of ‘it’s better to give then to receive’.Once again, the paddling had stopped but not my crying. It’d been a challenge to keep my face between Tammy’s cheeks while I was being so severely paddled. As I’d begun to cry, it felt like her bottom had quivered with approval. When I began ‘sobbing’ it had.