Knowing she needed to cum, I sat on the sand, the grains sticking to the cum that was still dripping from my pussy, grabbed her hips and pushed her ov...r making her land with a light thump in front of me, clambering onto my knees I forced her legs up so they were bent, wanting to spread them fully but her jeans prevented that from happening. Her heels practically touching her ass I shuffled myself as close as I could to her pussy, already soaked I slid my fingers into her hole, flexing them so. Donald has to feel it too as it is running on his thighs.Donald enjoys when Emma’s moistness starts to stream over his glans, making him harden. His hand descends on Emma’s cheeks over and over. After several minutes he picks up the hairbrush to continue. Tears are running down Emma’s face now as she cries out from a mixture of pain and pleasure.Emma receiving this punishment is so aroused but also feeling purified with this ritual. After being spanked with the hairbrush for a while, Donald. She ministered fervently to Arakan's tool, savoring its familiar, salty magnificence. "Syl, Syl, who is this?"She reached out and put a finger to his lips, plunging avidly at the meat filling her mouth. Her eyes looked up to her master with heated desire. All she could think of was pleasing him. And he looked happy, she thought. His cock was growing to full hardness, and she concentrated on the head now peeking out of its foreskin. She could taste his essence.He pulled away suddenly. She lost. At the end, her tits and cunt were shown to the crowd so they could see how badly they were injured. At that stage I could only imagine the pain she was going through.So the thrashings went on and I wondered when my turn would come. In some ways I wanted it to be over and yet I dreaded it coming. Illy was the seventh one and my heart went out to her. She was innocent and yet her young body had to take this dreadful punishment. Twice they revived her before her ordeal was over and they carried.