His hand came down and the resounding slap caused Kitten to cry out in pain then moan in pleasure. "Thank you Sir please may I have another," Kitten ...egged softly whimpering in pleasure as he pounded her pussy. He spanked her again and again hard enough to leave marks for a day or two. Kitten cried out with each slap begging for more, but he stopped spanking. Sir's hand found its way back to her clit and though she tired to stay on all fours she just couldn't. Bucking trying to get away from. Ian and I went out to the cab to find Susan in the back of the taxi, totally out of it.I paid the driver (well over the odds I thought) and we grabbed her arms and dragged her out of the car, changed our grip and, throwing her arms over our shoulders, we half carried half walked her up the path to the house. She was a little difficult to control and I noticed that for much of the time Ian’s hand was holding quite tight on to her left breast. We had a few problems getting her up the steps to the. . my son, my son! Please stop!" But his plunging head shook negatively, and he continued on.Liz rolled her head back on the mattress, knowing that she couldn't get up and leave now when she had already gone so far as to kiss him and to hold his blood-swollen cock in her tightly squeezing hands. But now a new sensation swept over her that she had not been prepared for, or at least hadn't been aware of before. Sensations that only an instant before had filled her with an inner revulsion were now. "Holy Hecate! What are you fucking me with, a tree trunk?" yelled the slave girl in shock.Gonad was never able to master doing more than one thing at a time, and it was either talk or fuck. Fucking won out. It took less effort.The girl put her head in her hands and sighed. Why did she have to get these barbarian heroes all the time? Handsome faces. Bodies like the gods themselves. And all the brains of a retarded turnip,Still, she mused as she felt the huge cock pumping in and out of her, they.