She loudly gasps.“Count,” I demand.“One,” she says.I rub her ass in between each spanking, keeping her tense.“Do you know why you are being ...unished?” I ask. Smack.“Two! Yes, master. I know,” she says.“Tell me, little one.” My hand stinging from the strikes. Smack.“Three. I was misbehaving.”Smack.“How?”“Four.” She moans, wriggling in my lap. “I was playing without permission.”“Playing? With what?”“With my pussy!” She braces herself.Smack!“With what?!” I ask again.“Five!” She winces. “With. It felt like i was in Heaven. while he was giving me head he started to push his finger up my ass, i yelled for him to stop because he was hurting me without lube.then he spit on his finger and shoved it up with ease, It was a little ppain but but i almost cummed on the spot!~_~I Returned the favor to mason and i gave him head. i tturned him around and rimmed his nice Virgin anus. I liked the entire thing and got it sooo wet. i shoved my finger up there and i could feel him squirm. he was. In the rear of the lot sat a gold 1970-something Chrysler New Yorker with a peeling vinyl roof. It was nestled back in a corner like some sexy old queen accompanied by her court: a dinged-up red Chevy Impala and a rusty-white ‘83 Ford Fairlane. I felt right then… she might be the one. “Rich Corinthian leather… a spacious interior… a rear console that folds up for more room. What do you think, Lara? ‘Want to go for a ride?” “Sure, Johnny, I hope you’re coming with me…” “It’s my policy always to. My pussy got wet in seconds.I walked to the bar and gave him a smile, he smiled back. He said hello and asked for my name. I already knew in my mind I was going to fuck the SHIT out of him!He could tell I had an accent and asked me where am I from. I told him I was from Russia and his face lit up with excitement. He told me that he loved Russian women and had always wanted to date one.I said to him "well today might be your lucky day" and gave him a sexy wink whilst biting my big lip. He looked.