When we started talking, I found myself wanting to spend more timewith you. I have my own hang-ups, which maybe we'll talk about one day,but I decided...that if you would go for what I asked last night, then youmight be a good one to hang around with for a bit of fun. You freakedout less than I expected and it was so worth it."When I woke up this morning I felt that I could make you into a prettydecent girl if you were still up for it. I knew there was a good chancethat you might have gotten what. ., por favor.- 4? pero, ??ya no recuerdas lo que te dije!? haz lo que temando sin pens?rtelo. Ah, y una cosa m?s que ya se me olvidaba.- ?Si?- No se te ocurra masturbarte. - Me sonroj? de nuevo hastalas cejas.- P.... - la mirada de Tonya me contuvo.Regres? a casa y me quit?, por fin, los zapatos.... ten?alos pies molidos, no estaba acostumbrada a unos tacones tan altos, me los masaje? duranteun rato, luego me quit? la chaqueta y mis pechos se balancearon obscenamente,me fui a tocar los pezones. ’ As Jane continued to scream and mutter, Peterson pushed his small cock in up to the hilt. He couldn’t believe the sensations he was feeling. Her ass was so tight …so hot… so wet. He began pumping slowly in and out of her hot ass as she pleaded for more. Faster…faster…harder…harder he pumped feeling his tight balls slap her cunt as he thrust inside her. He took one hand off her tit and, putting in between her spread legs, forced three fingers straight into her pussy. ‘AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGG…….oh. Down her side, down between her legs. Sweet little lines.I hit her again.I like this.I wish it was me being hit. Being hurt. I want to be hurt so much. I want him to do what he said he'd do to me. I want to hurt.I hit her again.I hit her again.I hit her again.I can't stop hitting her.I hit her so blood flies from her belly.She's staring so hard at me.She's staring at me to stop.I hit her again and again.He just watches.I hit her again.Fuck, I wish she was hitting me. I wish I was being whipped.