Her face is disgusted and turning a deep red. She wipes at her face to get my spittle off.As I keep fucking her pussy, I decide to start spanking her ...ss. Every time I do it she makes a little cry of pain. So I keep increasing the force behind the slap and eventually I'm leaving hand prints on her ass. She can't take it anymore and on my last slap she tries to pull away as she jumps forward and lets my dick fall out of her pussy. She looks angry. "That really fucking hurts! No more slapping."I. First I had to find someone then we would have to find a place to meet and play without getting caught. So I posted my email address in a few locations such as the bathroom stall or port a john and within two days receive an email. “Well i'm more of a spontanious type of guy and I like to be extremely discreet. I really like glory holes or somewhere dark and prefer no talking. Im not really looking to get to know someone I just need a warm mouth to cum in.” I told him: “I like to be. The veranda is in Tepeji del Rio, Hidalgo, Mexico. I am here because my ex-wife was/is a slut.I am Gary Wilson, 49, 5’ 11” and weigh about 190 lbs. I have blue to gray eyes and am starting to lose my hair. I was the owner of a small but profitable company. The company made things that every car in the world needed. The products were also in every appliance you have ever used or had repaired. The business was pretty much recession-proof.My ex is Susanne, 46, and if you listen to her she is 5’. This continued till I met Koel.At that time I was around 27 and as I was having a well-settled job and my age is not getting younger, my parents decided that I should settle now. So as this is India, my parents are more enthusiastic than me, getting married.So they started looking for a bride , and that’s how I came across Koel.After our parents had met at her house, finally it was my turn of meeting her personally. So we met in a coffee shop in Mumbai, where I had seen her for the first time..