I thought about her on her knees, pleasuring a man she barely knew and treated her like a thing to be fucked.“Can your daddy not come inside your pu...sy again please?” I asked her.She looked offended, “Babe, he hasn’t come in my pussy yet, but this pussy is his now. If he wants to fill me with his load and send the video to his friends, then that’s his choice. Please don’t ask again. Okay?” She kissed me lightly on the lips. Her breath smelled like mouthwash and something else too. “When he’s. It was the tawse. “Two strokes for each minute. You know what to do.” Her voice was flat, no emotion, no anger, no warmth.I lay on my back on the bed with my legs spread and my knees bent. She stroked my face and put a finger in my mouth. I sucked it. Christina took a strip of leather from the bedside table and placed it gently between my teeth.The first strike was vicious. God, how that tawse stung. It was a bitch of a thing. And there was no gentle start, no crescendo, just an immediate, sob. As all this happens, I stretch and pop much wider my very own eyes–thrilled, galvanized, electrocuted and delighted too whats more. It is as if I have been hit and struck by lightning all out of nowhere and without even expecting or looking forward to it. My anus is so dry and safe deep inside. This is despite the fact that I am standing and jigging about in clear plain and mildly warm water. She should be wet and drenched. When I bend and bow myself down, acting this out like I am Madonna. . OH YESSSS!” she cried out loving her first experience and when I decided to test the waters by inserting my middle finger slowly into her wet hole her breathing increased and so did her moans, “OH YESSS!! UMMMM.. OH YESSS! she cried out as my finger went in up to the knuckle and with a gentle wiggle I think she was ready for her first arse fuck.Milly was watching wide eyed as I slowly pulled up taking my cock in my hand and pushing the head against her wet opening which was willing and.