She moved up and down again and again, occasionally gagging as she tried to take his entire length. After a few minutes she lifted her head and knelt...up straighter, lifting one leg over his body until she was straddling him. She then arched her back as she guided his cock into her pussy and as she rested back down the two of them let out a mutual groan of ecstasy. It felt so right; the two of them fit together like a pleasure puzzle that had just now been solved. He grabbed onto her waist and. “Qamaar, that was not what you were supposed to do…qamaar!…wait!…you bastard!”She was laughing as I put the fingers of my left hand through those of her right hand, and vice versa, pushed her into the bus stand, pressed her against the stand, pressed her hands against it lightly, and we started kissing each others lips as I was rubbing her hands against the wall, upwards and slowly, we holding each others hands. When I was holding her hands and moving them that was, she never bothered to object. I'm a little uncomfortable about spanking. I don't know why hitting my ass makes my pussy wet, but I know I don't want to give a man that power over me. I guess it's like when I fucked Kyra's husband, Benedict. It was fun once to be called a slut and a whore, but... I just don't think I should like it so much, especially not coming from a man." "I think I know what you mean. My husband and I spanked each other. It was a little disturbing that we both enjoyed it, but the sex was great. That. She - he - was a bit taller than average,and had the same dark hair as Brandon, but not quite shoulder-length,and layered in a sexy, sassy way. Her body was definitely aboveaverage; she certainly had nicely-shaped, ample breasts, which wereuncovered, a flat tummy, and curvy, but not exaggeratedly-so, hips.A knock sounded on the door, causing Brandon to look up from hisstunned self-examination. He was a girl - a semi-nude girl - standingin the men's locker room at a water park!When the door.