“Does it hurt, Anne? Does it hurt when I spank you?”On the word “spank”, he strikes me particularly hard, and I let out a little squeal. “An...wer me when I ask you a question, girl.”Thwack!“Yes, Sir, it does hurt. It hurts a lot,” I whimper. “Good. Maybe it’ll make you think twice before you suck Jimmy Porter’s cock again.”Thwack!“Oh, Sir, Sir,” I gasp, “My bottom’s hurting so much!” Then I feel both his hands parting my smarting bum cheeks. He must be looking right at my pussy, my lips puffy. "Do you want me to show you the back seat?" she said.Eric sighed. There it was… the inevitable culmination of all the needless flirting and the fateful moment when he has to decide wheter to break her heart or destroy her ass. Of course, decisions like this were heavily influenced by his current level of horniness and with a good-looking woman like that, his dick usually chose for him. For a brief moment before and after sex, he felt like a piece of shit.Nobody knew his terrible secret. Oh, he. ”I was thirty two years old now…Begam Safiya Saiyad was eighteen years elder than me…Her eldest daughter was thirty years old while the youngest, Azra, was twenty one years old…I fucked all of her daughters as if they were my duly married wives…They did not marry because their marriages were actually hinderences in our otherwise smoothly working sexual intercourses and our social relationship…I went into Safiya aunty’s bedroom with her…As soon as I entered there with her, Begam Safiya Saiyad. She also put both of my balls in her mouth at the same time and swirled her tongue around them. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I felt guilty for laying there without reciprocating but I think she wanted to suck me dry. She pumped my dick with her hand and kissed the head."I'm gonna cum!", I stammered."Let me have it.. Baby!", she answered.I pulled the sheet off of her head and watched her take my load all in her mouth. She didn't miss a drop.. All the while looking up at me with those.