"Mistress, I'll do anything but this, please..." I cried, as he flipped upmy tiny skirt. "You sure are a bitch," he laughed, as he saw the writing on ...y thong."You're about to be MY bitch," he yelled, slamming my head on the hood,and then jerking it back with the leash. I could see my Mistresses lookingon through the windshield."Perhaps you should frisk her, in case she's hiding something in her shirtor panties," offered Mistress Jenna. With that, the cop pulled the jerseydown, freeing my. My first shaved cunt, I loved sucking her plump lips and big clit until she came. Both eighteen year olds enjoyed Peppi's long, agile tongue. Robin, though, was the one who got me in trouble. I made it a rule not to mess around until after 9:30. The library closed at 10:00, and usually there was nobody there after 9:30. Robin was horny and kept lifting her skirt to show me her tight, round ass. When she offered up her puckered, pink asshole, I gave in. Checking the stacks for customers, and,. He kissed my wet breasts hard.I was cared as if my husband would find out. He told me ” ghar mein koi nahin hai malkin, sirf aap aur hum”.Then he pushed me on the bath tub and lied over me. The water spilled outside.He pushed his erect cock inside and made me lie on the bathroom floor.We rolled on the marble floor. We grabbed each other and kissed as we rolled from one side to another.He widened my thighs and inserted his erect rod inside my hole. He began to screw me holding my boobs. The feeling of the fabric and his hot wet tongue was exhilarating.I was rock hard and close to cumming. I stopped his head bobbing and suggested that we get on the bed. I had enjoyed our earlier 69 and asked if he wanted to try it again, maybe with him on top this time. His eyes lit up and he stepped to the bed. I lay down on the bed and Paul knelt across my chest.Paul reached for my cock and wanked it slowly before placing the tip in his mouth. At the other end I pulled at the fuller second.