There was the time that she wanted me to spank her over the ironing board.I thought it was funny because she hated to iron anything and I was usually ...he one to do the ironing if it was absolutely necessary. She would hover at my elbow in her undies waiting for me to finish her dress and it was such a distraction that it took me twice as long as it should have taken.Spanking was a sort of fetish with Maggie.She liked it in almost every position but she insisted that it be with her panties. Her firm, uniform fingers eased the waistband away from my skin all the way around my body but her hands did not touch me.I felt the pull of the cotton on my ass and cunt lips as her hands stretched out the panties away from my skin, around and around,circling within the elastic band of her panties on my body" G*d I love your waist" Sherrie almost moaned. It sounded like she hadn't realized she was speaking it out loud."Uh"The waist band was held firmly now in Sherrie's curling fingers and. Ayo felt her twat moisten more when lusty male voices cheered. She knew that it was not just the boys’ hats that were hard. The brawny men were still drooling when Ayo opened the door of her yellow Saab convertible and slid her ample derriere into the plush seat. Cinching the lap belt around her waspish waist, she threaded the shoulder harness between the set of hooters that both strangers and boyfriends admired so. Looking both ways before she started the car, she furtively removed a vibrator. Her asshole had already torn, unable to stretch any longer as the marbles on the kock rubbed harshly over the abraded opening.“Fuck her Zorg, show her what an alien ass fucking is,” Catherine shouted excited.Zorg needed no further encouragement, he began to pull his weapon from her asshole, the g****fruit sized head pulling from deep inside her colon, dragging painfully along her clenching anal tract. He pulled it almost out, her rectum stretched wide to accept the head before he plunged back.