I shook my head, which was responded by a deep feral growl. Your hands turned me around and started slapping my arse over and over again. The pain go... worse with each spank. I could feel it going red with the blood rushing to it. I lost count after ten on each cheek. My face was covered in tears as I silently begged for the pain to stop. It was as if you heard my prayer: your hands then pulled my arse to your clothed covered crotch making me hiss at the friction on my tender arse cheeks. I. She found her chest no longer heaved for breath. Smiling and exhausted, she wiped the sweat from her temples and headed for her car. Walking into her quiet apartment ten minutes later, she dropped her keys on the kitchen counter and stripped her tank off. Mopped her face with it as she made her way to the hallway. The bathroom door opened, light spilling out, and Blake Haas stepped into the hall, scrubbing his wet brown hair with a hand towel. A white towel slung low at his waist. Water. We planned to go sightseeing but I think we both kind of regretted that plan because we both got so horny and continued to be the entire trip.Anyway, we controlled ourselves and had a nice afternoon in Brussels and saw all the highlights. But I kept thinking to myself how much I wanted to fuck Amber. We got back in the car on our way to Amsterdam with again, her hand on my cock... rubbing. Oh man I was so horny for her! Finally we got home and we both got out of the car fast. We went inside and. I always wondered why they made these porns so fake. My sister looked over at Heather and asked, "Did you ever see a dick that big?" No, and I hope I never do!" Jeff, I bet Heather would like your cock much better." My mouth dropped open, I looked at Heather. Heather was just staring at both of us. "Heather, just last month you told me you would fuck Jeff if you got a chance, now's your chance. I can make him fuck you." No, you can't," I said."Jeff, you remember that video camera mom got last.