He was gasping for air but her legs were pining his arms down and she wasn’t going to let up. She drove her now wet, swollen pussy back and forth ac...oss his face as if she was riding an out of control horse in fear for her life. Her legs began to shake and she knew this feeling from earlier. that is what she wanted. He tried to twist his head but it was too late, a flood of liquid flowed from her pussy in an orgasm she had only had once before, once before that same day. Her legs shook the. "She moved her hand down to Cindy's pussy. Cindy resisted at first, then she opened her legs to Rita's hand. Rita tickled the girl's cunt lips, pushing them apart with her fingers. She watched Cindy's face, as she carefully stroked the girl's cunt gash. She smiled when she saw signs of excitement in Cindy's face."You like that, don't you? Sure, you do! Relax, honey. We're going to have a lovely time together."She bent over to have a look at the teenager's open cunt. She pulled at Cindy's cunt. " She un-clipped the suspender belt, and as her stockings slithered down her legs the card fell out and she said,"It's cleared, come and fill my mouth with your hot throbbing prick" pointing to the first orifice on the menu.With that she pulled my track suit top over my head and then pulled the bottoms down to my ankles. As I stood up she pulled my pants down and took tracksuit bottoms and pants off in one go (I realised with horror I still wore my trainers, how yucky is that?).She pushed me. Now, don’t get me wrong. She didn’t hit me as hard as you would strike a tennis ball. No doubt she would have injured me if she had. No, no. Nothing like that. But she knew what she was doing. She didn’t go gently either. Oh yes, she knew what she was about. It’s difficult to describe the sensation. When you’re spanked, you feel the heat on a small area of your buttock. It’s the same when you’re paddled, except the sting, of course, is much much sharper. But with a tennis racket! Man, the whole.