Bolton spanked – and spanked harder than I had ever been spanked before. Auntie Natalie said nothing as she paused to examine the effect that her fi...st few smacks had had upon my bottom and smiled as she noticed that the centre of my fleshy bottom had already started to change colour, from a pale shade to a light pink.“Naughty boys who upset me end up across my knees and they get their bottoms smacked – and I smack very hard, Peter!” the Drama Mistress hissed as she raised her right hand in the. But her feeling of sexual frustration was still there. She unhooked her bra, her breasts swaying free from the restrictive material, her dark pink nipples, although small were standing hard. watching herself in the mirror, she slipped a hand inside the waistband of her lace panties. Her fingers snaked downwards where she felt the soft fluff of her light pubic hair. She pulled a hair band from her wrist and tied her long blonde hair back in a pony tail, then brought her fingers back to her. And, then she appeared. Crista was at my door. I let her in and I was filled with joy as I saw how pretty she was. She was wearing camo leggins so thin and tight I could see her sweet pussy print. Her skin tight shirt revealed cleavage and hard nipples. Her long wavy hair flew around and I could smell the fresh shampoo in the air. She straddled me and sat on my lap facing me. We kissed for several minutes and then I was kissing, biting, and sucking on her neck and earlobes when she pushed her. Kathryn's eyes rolled in her head as she struggled to match the thrusting without falling forward. She gratefully welcomed the gently tugging on her hair as it helped her keep her feet. The firmness of the rough grip on her left hip was the first sensation to make it past Kathryn's pleasure filled mind, and even then it was too late. The arrival of her second orgasm quickly washed away her fear of being fucked by this impossible partner. Kathryn bucked, lifting back and pressing herself.