I grabbed the arm, and wrenched it up behind her back and delivered the next spanks a little harder.Slap! Slap! “Please! It hurts!I had not said a w...rd until now.“Why am I doing this? I asked, punctuating each syllable with a swat to one cheek or the other. “Because I didn’t wake you up!” she cried in pain, as two more times her ass quivered under another strike. “Are you a bad girl?” I said using five more strikes of my hand to deliver the sentence.Owwww! “Yes!” she yelled as she struggled to. Sorry, I just ran out of the house. The older mom flashed another toothy smile. Why dear, I understand! Im a mess myself! Mrs. Moffatt touched her flawless brown flip. And look at me! I might as well be in dungarees! Mrs. Moffatt wore a navy blue blazer with matching navy blue slacks. Her tasteful silk blouse was topped with an understated strand of pearls. Do you have Emmas cookies ready for me to pick up? asked Abby. I sure do! I have 100 boxes set aside for each Brownie to sell in the next. She felt the hips attached to the cock she held, gently sway in a motion that may have been a thrust and she remembered they were not alone this time. Some man whose penis she held in her hand was standing beside where she sat helpless. He was seeing things that should not be done. He was seeing her want them to happen. She wanted to cover herself in shame. Instead, she tried to widen her legs and rolled her hips forward so that she was more available for his viewing and Megan’s exploring. Bukkakke! i'd seen stuff like that before and i'd actually fantasized about it, having it done to me, wow! cum was dripping off her face, some guy would fuck her mouth for a bit, then another guy would come up and cum on her face. pier turned to look at me looking like a hungry wolf, big bulge in his pants. what do u think olivia ? he asked me. bukkakke, i said real quietly and looked him in the eyes. you know about bukkakke? stefan asked me. yes, i said looking at him, he stared at my nipples.