Her large, round, firm ass was available... available for him to fuck... or to WHIP!...that ass that she liked to show off... in her tight, tight jean...... her miniskirts... or in her cheerleader's outfit at the games, when she swirled in her short skirt so her fine ass was exposed to all, covered only by the thin white panties she wore...And her pussy, her sweet, sweet pussy... with its thick, black hair... its glistening slit... that pussy men longed for... that pussy she rarely gave but often. This spanking was what he so needed, and probably will in the future too when he gets too full of himself. He accepts the final swats to his ass as Emma finishes. Donald feels such a weight lifted off him.Emma rubs Donald’s red ass gently as he calms himself. She helps him stand and motions for him to lay on the bed with her. Emma slides her panties off. Donald’s cock is so hard, and Emma knows Donald needs that release now also. She has him lay on his side, and she scoots her back up to. I rested for several minutes with one hand resting on her leg, and allowed us both to settle. My cock began to subside but we both knew that this was merely intermission.“Ready to turn over?” I asked, somewhat huskily, but very much under control I thought.Carrie gave a muffled grunt in response and rolled over, exposing her lovely breasts and lushly thatched pubic mound. Was that a tiny pearl of moisture between her legs glistening in the sunlight? My breathing quickened and my cock gave a. ” This was weird. I knew I should have run, but I didn’t. My courage was returning although still fragile but I felt I needed some explanation. “You were going to rape me, weren’t you?” I shouted. “Maybe.” Then checking himself. “No, I very much doubt it.” he said simply. “Why?” I asked lamely. “Why jump out at me?” “No sensible reason,” he said softly. “You are very pretty so why not?” He shrugged unconvincingly. He studied me intently before adding. “I had a fight with my mates over a.