I reach back, and with a careful aim and an extremely forceful delivery, I release a very hard open-handed slap to your ass, which reverberates loudly...throughout the entire washroom! I repeat this several times as you try to concentrate on fucking the bottle to orgasm, but the burning and stinging of your ass is difficult to ignore. You're shocked and respond by screaming out in pleasure, even with the panties in your mouth, with each slap.I tell you to hurry up as you're now down to only a. She told she has done a mistake and told what all dirty things he (actually me from the fake account) asked her to do and she was scared. I told her that I will handle this issue don’t worry I will take care.I again opened my fake account and messaged her that actually, mahesh saw ur nude pics and he started admiring u and he wants to have sex with you. She abused me like anything. We chatted a lot about that issue. I told her that I will prove to her that he wants to have sex with her. She. He withdraws his finger and pulls away from her- she can feel his heat leave her side- and walks out of the room…or, at least thats what she assumes as she hears the metal door slide and scratch slightly in the track, opening and closing. Thats part of the reason that, when shes flipped onto her back and he leans forward to quickly nip her thighs, she gasps in surprise and jolts up the bed only to groan as she is practically yanked back and held down by his rough hands. Quit. He growls lowly. “You can, too, baby,” she whispered. “It’s okay if you do it, too. I know what it’s like. I told you, remember?”Bob cock strained at his pants, outlined in hardness. Marla stared at it, licking her lips, swallowing. She was anxious for her son to touch his cock, to rub it while she watched. She wanted to see her son and daughter play with themselves, enjoy being with them the way she fantasized being with others, all of them as hot and eager as she. She didn’t want her son or daughter to feel.