My old boyfriends enjoyed a lot of fun with that ass too, but that's mostly moldy-oldie history. I've been thinking about other things, like Wally-boy...for the last couple of years and have been keeping my male friends at a bit of a distance.I was pretty sure this bikini bottom originated from some poor girl who had taken a one way trip on this boat, but it was the only thing I could find that fit me. For the top the pickings were even less helpful. There was a thin white cotton tank top, men's. It was feeling like I was arrested in my own car. He started the car and I was thinking what to do now?As my entire plan was spoiled and now I have to answer my hubby for making such a mistake. But at the same time, I felt a movement of the guy’s hand on my upper portion of left hand who was seating in behind my seat. And I thought it was by mistake or due to the road.But then he slightly put his palm on that portion and almost grabbed it, but not hard. I didn’t object. I was waiting for his. As I felt his cold, damp hand on my throbbing penis he asked me a question. "Do you want to cum already, boy?" For a second, I hesitated. I felt his hand shift from my penis to my scrotum. The dampness of his palm felt uncomfortable against my unshaven scrotum. "Do you have an answer, boy?" He lightly squeezed my balls and tugged on them. I gasped, "Yes, sir!" He squeezed harder. "Yes, sir!" I said louder. He squeezed them very hard. My legs buckled from the pain. I shouted, "Yes, sir!" again.. How about one for every week?” loreena’s eyes went mad with fear as she calculated in her head. Seventy-nine. she wouldn’t be any good to anyone for at least a week. “You can’t…” she pleaded. “Count them out, cunt,” I ordered. I put all my muscle into the first lashing, making the whip crack violently as it cut into her right ass cheek. “whwhwhwh …..one” Blood leaked from the wound running into her ass crack. The second was just as hard, this time her left ass cheek. “ttttwo” The next three.