I had a raging hardon. he watched me very closely, fingered my mouth. he pulled up me guided to the bed and said: knee down and lick my ass! I did aza... he said. I dig my tongue out And began to lick slowly his hairy ass. IT had a very strong and musky smell, And a little bitter taste. It turned me more and more on, so I started to go deeper in his ass. I felt a tense building up in his body And a big tart came I. my mouth. hé grabbed my head And said: take a deeper breath, IT is yours! you add. Instead, I let you squeeze my ass and touch my thighs as my hands wander over your body. Finally, I reach behind my back to unclasp my bra, your eyes lighting up.I take your hands and bring them to my chest so you can touch my breasts. You squeeze them and play with my nipples, and I can’t help but let out a small moan.I reach under the bed to where I had previously stashed a pair of handcuffs, and I grin as I lock your hands in them. You keep your arms above your head as I lean down, letting. "So it's not because you don't have any, or because they're all dirty," Harold confirmed."No Daddy, I just didn't want to wear them," she finally admitted.Harold sat on her double bed, and patted his legs. Heather climbed up on the bed and crawled across his lap. Settled in place, she felt him lift her skirt completely out of the way, exposing her bare ass. It had been three days since he'd last punished her. She opened her legs, eager for his touch."Heather, that was very inappropriate. What. At this point, she had the tank top and a lacey red thong on. I paused at her ass and breathed deeply, smelling her wet pussy. I picked her up and carried her to the bed and sat her on the edge. Her feet didn’t even reach the floor. I kicked off my flip-flops as Karen pushed my t-shirt up my chest, which I finished. While I dealt with the shirt, she pulled my sweat pants down to my knees, leaving me in my sports briefs...but not for long. I pushed Karen back on the bed and we french kissed.