She tried not to cry out but by the fourth one she was screaming, tears runnnig down her face, yet he still continued. Beating her hard. And yet she d...dn't think to call out her codeword, she would take what ever her Master had to offer her.Rick stood next to her and slid his cock into her pussy even while her Master paddled her hard. He fucked her hard, his cock sliding all the way into her pussy till his balls hit her clit. The pain and pleasure started to mix until she was lost in it all and. . after all of that ... what to do ... what to do... Baby Girl and I spent a butt load of money hiring contractors to fix up, remodel, and expand Castle Wellington, and we took off for sunny Curacao to enjoy the warm weather, at a mountain top villa I bought just for the occasion. We slept late, played on the beach, chased waves and generally lived the life of the idle rich for the rest of the winter.It’s funny how things change when you think everything is perfect.Baby Girl was a joy in my. " The unfortunate young man wept even harder and exposed hischest to the startled landlady."They look like breasts," Helen said finally after having a close look atthe "tumors." Don't be ridiculous," Jack huffed. "I'm a man. Men don't have breasts.They're tumors." His outrage had at least stopped his crying. But Jackwas wrong. They were indeed breasts. And what a pair of hooters theywere! Any woman alive would have been proud to have possessed thisperfect pair of tit flesh. But since. Oh yes, I am her dirty girl, I love that perfect ass. I massage those soft round cheeks and gently kiss them. My hand slips around to her clit and my tongue begins its exploration. Like her pussy, Rikki's bottom is free of hair and spotlessly clean. She works as a nude dancer, and many men have dreamed of doing what I am doing now. I bury my face in her ass and she moans softly as my tongue pushes against her tight little ass hole. She wiggles against my face moaning for a few more.