.. her face red and flushed with embarrassment. "Yes Master, but I only brought three skirts."I cocked my head and looked at her. "Sarah, how do you f...el about me?"She looked puzzled... "Master ... um ... I love you ... I thought you knew that?"I nodded, "Yes, so you have said. Do you want to be physically intimate with me?"Her eyes dilated ... and her breathing became labored. She looked down ... as if embarrassed by her reaction... "More than anything," She mumbled."Even though you've only. She had to stop herself from running to him. He was sitting on the edge of his mattress. Naked. His dick like a flagpole. He beckoned her over. He forced her to lay across his lap. A little girl about to get chastised by her father. He grabbed her shorts and yanked them up into a wedgie. Revealing most of her ass. Then he spanked her. She gasped every time her son’s firm hand smacked her tender rear. He smiled watching her ample derrière jiggle and turn red. Mattie moans, her ass on fire from. I happily obliged. There was no lube, spit, or prep to work her up to having a cock shoved in her tight asshole. I was a first-timer at this and god damn it, when I’m told to fuck my girls ass, I do it. She propped herself up in a modified doggy position with one leg up on the bench seat and one on the floorboard while I shoved it into her ass. It felt so damn good. Tighter than her pussy, but not as lubricated, it felt great, naughty, and based on the amount of friction and the grip her. She bit her lip and kept stroking. She had another climax was almost instantly.And another.And another.Amaya pulled up her pants and sat down on her bed with the reddest blush. She prayed that Helen wouldn’t walk in right now. The room smelled of sex and sweat and Amaya knew she wouldn’t be able to deny masturbating. She opened a window and turned on the fan and hoped the smell would fade.The backpack caught her eye and she wondered about the trade she made. She picked it up to examine it and.