Late afternoon, using the golden afternoon sunshine, Helen dressed casually and posed again. For some reason, unlike in the morning, she was stiff and...uncomfortable until Duncan began teasing her. He soon had her relaxed, smiling, comfortable with what they were doing. Most important to Duncan, she was enjoying his company again. Duncan refused to let her see any of the shots until they were back at the RV and he could put them on the computer monitor. After packing away the photo equipment the. I bribed her with dinner from her favorite restaurant, “My Staff Of Life” She asked if she could have extra butter on her backed potatoes and a lube change under the hood down below. Boy, Am I a lucky man…. Zip…. “Let’s begin”, she says as she drops to her knees popping both her monster tits out to bear on, or under the situation she had in her hand.” “Remember, you must describe to me, the whole time , each nuance of pleasure as I stroke up your first nut of the day”, she says and I don’t. So, I did the best thing, I just grabbed the waistband and pulled this tiny piece of cloth to her knees. To my delight, despite crying, Ana herself actually lifted her bum to let the thong slide down easily.She turned her head saying she was sorry; next time she would behave like a real lady. But I hardly heard her whispering words.I began spanking her butt even harder. Six, eight, ten times I gave Anita the hardest slaps I could produce…My sensual babe yelled and wriggled; cried and squirmed.I. Although I had cum many times before that night, I came instantly. My body shuddered as he pounded my sore pussy. His relentless thrust told me and everyone there that this was his pussy, his slut, his slave. He may share it with his friends or anyone else for that matter, but he owned it.“Whose cunt is this?”“Yours Master!”His thrusts slammed me against the glass over and over. His tags clicked against the glass. My hot breath fogged it over but his hands grabbed my collar from behind and.