They both received me with a hug and I could feel the tension mount in my pants when I brushed against her breasts and could swear that I felt her nip...les. Though the front seat in the ford endeavor was empty, Tarun insisted that I sit with them in the back seat. Pooja sat in the middle and the two of us were seated on her sides. Tarun kept talking to me and among the various things he asked me if I had been swinging, I answered in the negative, the conversation soon turned hot, Tarun asking me. Com/stories/a-meeting-in-leather-part-1-925923 I woke up in Dave's arms. And looked at him, how he was sleeping there in his Leather motor Jacket. A half stiff dick stuck out from under it. So he must have had a beautiful dream. I let my tongue pass over that thing for a moment and his cock happily rocked back and forth. With a big smile on my face, I carefully stood up and pulled a sheet over his legs. It was a bit chilly that morning and because my upper body had been lying naked all night. I stood up and started removing my clothes one by one. Meanwhile, they laughed at me. The aunt went near him and removed his belt from his jeans. She started to beat me with it to make me speed up my stripping.I completely broke into tears as she was hitting me with the belt. She must have hit me more than 10 or 20 times while I removed my clothes. When I was completely naked, she stopped. She finally spanked me on my ass with the belt and told me to position myself as a dog.I immediately went. “It’s a gift that I have,” I told her, which was quite true, even as Becca squirted from the rough way that I took control of her and made her my bitch, “by the way, I just knocked you up. Don’t believe me? You’ll know that I’m right soon enough.”Becca’s bottom was quite as tight as the rest of her, and in fact, she was an anal virgin from what I could hear of her thoughts. She was confused as to how the hell I was doing all of this (I wasn’t alone, which even she knew now, just not how much.