- P.. p.. Please... sorryy.... i never.... pleeeeese...SWISH!!!- Twenty-one!- Twenty two!- Twenty three!Sveta saw how new stripes swelling on an alrea...y well-spanked red ass intersect with the old ones forming a relief net. At the intersection of these swollen stripes appeared blood. Katya howled wildly, screeching and twitching with all her might. Tears from her eyes rolled down in a hail. But her father flogged her through slowly, measuredly and strongly ...- Thirty eight!- Thirty nine!-. Deanna dutifully went from person to person. "Hi, my name is Deanna."The boys would always look her up and down. She hated that. Why did every boy do that?She wandered aimlessly. The music was too loud and a lot of boys and girls were touching each other now. She didn't belong here. This wasn't her world.A few guys tried to draw her close and kiss her but she always slipped free. She wasn't ready to kiss boys and certainly not a boy she hardly knew. She knew most of the people at the party from. A wicked glitter came into his green eyes. "Why, I'm going to spank you," he said. "You've been a bad, bad girl."At the look on Martin's face, Jacqui's pulse quickened with fear. Or was it more than that? Her dilated nostrils seemed to detect a fresh tang of pussy sauce in the air.A sudden, strange feeling of coldness came over Jacqui. Was she getting turned on at the idea that her powerful, masculine nephew was about to spank her bare, defenseless buttocks? At the feel of having her wrists. Fucking me...God...OH...yes...my wonderful boy...in momma's ass." As he put more and more of the shaft into her, she wondered if his cock would ever end. Her spasms escalated as she began rubbing her pussy and clit. "I'm getting fucked by son", she thought. "My son is fucking me... my son is loving me...with his cock...Oh God...he's in my ass...yes...yes...fucking my ass." Her fears eased and her pleasure increased even though the pressure and friction singed her.As she felt each inch of him.