No matter how hard she tried should could not break him of his perverted ways.It was getting late, Joan had just about decided that the night had been...a waste when she heard the access door open. She nudged her sleeping partner as a figure climbed to the top of the steps. The figure reached down and pulled the access door closed.The figure slowly walked over to the window on the north side of the house. Joan could tell the figure was male, just under six foot. She knew that Joe was shorter so. Viewing hours went on until eight -- and seemed to last longer than that. Then Uncle Buck or somebody catered ANOTHER dinner at a restaurant nearby and we sat through THAT and it was nearly midnight when we got back to the rooms. But the girls weren't to be denied on this particular evening, starting with Rachel, who rode me hard in her favorite position, trying to burn away the tension and frustration and pain and anger and who knew what else that she'd stored up over the past few days. It was. I was surprised because she also used the hairbrush to spank my upper inner thighs. “Now you will feel this medium sized hairbrush.” She bent over and showed it to me. Then spank, spank, spank. By the way I was reacting, I knew my wife would love these hairbrushes. Spank, Spank, and Spank! “Now for the last and biggest one. It reminds me of a real paddle, it is so big.” Spank, Spank, and Spank! It really stung and it warmed up my whole lower body. Then I heard the door open. “Sorry, I didn’t. You’ll get gallons of it up you” he boasted as he held her hips and held himself deep inside her as he was shooting it up her. “Fuck, I can feel it jesus it feels like you’re pissing inside me” said Annie, with a smile on her face.As he pulled this long wet cock out, I could see the hole to her cunt still gaping open after being stretched so wide. “I want a look” said the first guy we’d met and he helped Annie out of the car and led her to the front of it. He sat her against the front of the.