She smacked my ass with the crop and pointed to the bed. I crawled on the bed and laid on my back. "On your hands and knees, slave," Amanda said, the ...rop stinging on my inner thigh. I rolled over and assumed the position.She got on the bed and she started to touch my butt. Her fingers were probing my taint and my ass. "I think it's time you got to feel how I feel when we make love," Amanda said. She struck me across the ass with the riding crop. I jumped as it left a big welt on my ass cheek.. Not only that I don't see any panty lines under her pants. Can you?" Not a one," Jane said with a chuckle, "in fact I can see her slit through her pants." You're right," Ben said as he slipped behind Keesha and slid one hand under the girl's blouse to fondle her bare tit while the other hand slipped into the front of her pants to rub along her wet cunt. Gwen and Jane noticed that in spite of her surprise Keesha didn't even try to get away from Ben's invading hands - in fact she let out a sigh. .." I let my emotions rule my head? You think so? Of course I let my fucking emotions rule my head! That bitch, that psychopath turned my wife into ... she made her..." I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring up your..." Can you even imagine what it's like to only be able visit your own wife during the visiting hours of a psychiatric clinic? To only be able to see her from the other side of a glass wall and not be allowed to touch her because all that she cares about is sex? To know that she will. " I leaned up against the back corner wall, as the black woman lifted my right leg on her lap, and began working on undoing my boot-laces. The other woman sat right on top of my crotch, but was already fully hard by now. I wrapped my right arm around her waist, and pressed my left hand on her bare stomach and slid to up between her small breasts. My other hand pulled her into me and I kissed her. She sounded surprised by the sound she made. A short high-pitched squeal, muffled in her closed.