Master grabbed a hand full of my long hair, and gentle pulled me down across his lap. Using my hair to hold me in place. master begin to smack my ass....After each cheek had taken two hard hits. He ran his finger along my pussy . I was wet and wiggled on his lap trying to get his finger inside. He lifted his hand again and only after each cheek had taken 10 hard blows and my juice was running down my legs. Did he stop. He pushed 2 fingers into my pussy hard and fast. Making me moan loudly. When. “Look for the folder that says ‘Angie & friend’.”Tara quickly found the folder and opened it up. The same model Angie was lying on a bed wearing a white t-shirt and skimpy white panties. Next to her was a slightly older guy in blue jeans. Tara skipped through some photos and soon the guy was kissing Angie, pulling her shirt and panties off, and then licking her nearly-bald pussy.Tara shifted in her seat. “This is nice,” she said. “He’s pretty good looking…let’s skip forward until he gets naked,. (Didn't he want me to wank him?) Something was clearly wrong. It seemed that he wanted to tell me something but couldn't find the right words.He got up went over to the drinks cabinet and poured out another drink for us both. What was the problem? His voice was hardly audible as he began to speak. He started off by saying that he knew that his sister had told me about that night after the dance. (He couldn't even look at me) But what he said next was earth-shattering. Neither of them had given. "Same here..." was my comment which Lea continued on from when she said "You and Jane were amazing."Sam then added "Jane talked about nothing but you guys for the rest of the afternoon...". Then in a hushed tone she added " ... and Grant's cock and your tongue. I feel a little peeved because I missed out on your tongue."Lea amazed me again when she responded with "Well maybe later tonight we can rectify that...".Sam smiled brightly at that comment, and my cock lurched in my pants.We had an.