Each whack of the belt was harder than the one before it. I needed to rub my cunt so badly, but the best I could do was to press it against the hardne...s of the couch. He timed each strike consistently, so I knew when it was coming. I stiffened my body in preparation for the next lash. I was nearing that faded line between pleasure and pain. I didn’t know how many lashes he gave me and truthfully, I didn’t care. He put down his belt and tugged at my hair as he spread my legs wide. He knelt down. Here I was; bent over, wearing stockings and heels with my boy clit leaking onto a blanket as Russ began to stretch my boi-hole with his fingers. We were going to do it. I was going to get my ass-cherry popped.When I thought I was ready, Russ opened a fresh condom he stole from his brother and he lined up his purple head with my sphincter, and then ever-so-slowly pushed into my guts.I was surprised at how easily he slipped in. It felt full and natural for me to be looking like a slut on my. "I guess Chaz, too." And I'm very aware of it," intoned Gregg. "After all, I was there. I don't really know just how I knew what she needed, but I just did. I had seen her at a mixer hosted by the apartment manager, and had seen how shy she was. Add to the fact that it had been awhile since I had broken up with an old girlfriend who had helped me discover that I really like some weird and adventurous aspects of sex. Being without sex for awhile had me ... shall we say ... attuned as well. For. For her part, Robin continued to reach up eagerly with her tongue, probing and tasting, feeling her nose crushed with wet aroused lips as her sister’s rocking motions dragged her opening back and forth. Kyle had long since moved away. The sight of his fucking cock and hanging balls having filled Robin’s vision over the last few minutes. Now with him out of the way, his cock having spent it’s rounds inside of Samantha, the two sisters were able to concentrate on each other alone.The gasps from.