All I wanted was to get back in his good graces. If it meant being punished, so be it.Brad looked at his sister and said, “Observe, sis, while I tur... my wife’s ass bright pink. This is what happens to sluts who misbehave.”Then he rubbed his hand slowly over my bare bottom and said, “Count each stroke, loud enough for me to hear, or I start over from one.”The first two blows came one right after the other, each cheek getting a good, hard swat.Spank! Spank!“One! Two!” I cried out.Spank!. With a shy hand, she reaches back as to hold the towering veiny shaft in place before she squat into place.The bulging head makes contact with the crevice between her asscheeks. It stops. Either unable to squeeze into the tight orafice or halting due to her hesitation. She rises, then descends with the same effect. The very tip pressed against the wrinkles of its barrier inside. Then away again.This was not good enough. I let her know this.Finally, she pushes through. Barely. The head of my. They stumbled down the bank onto the beach. At either end of the small compact cove, could be seen the reef that enclosed it. Jeremy explained to Terry that there were no private beaches in Barbados. By law, any one could walk along any beach below the high water mark. But because of the reef at either end of the cove few ever came here.“Oh, it’s beautiful!” Terry enthused. “Yes, but I’m afraid it’s beyond my pay scale to build a home here” Robert muttered.“Bob” Jeremy said quietly, while the. His parents had told him that nice people didn't do what his teacher was making him do... but there was something so wonderful about the strange sensations flowing through his body now that he forgot everything they had told himHe found that even though he had never, ever done anything like this before, he was pulling her tightly against him, and he could feel the lithe muscles of her buttocks working in his tiny hands as she undulated gently up against himThen once again she kissed him, and.