Anticipation begins to coil inside me. I hear a whistling in the air before the belt makes contact with my left buttock. I cry out in pain. “ You lo...e the pain whore ? ” “ No sir, please don’t. Ahhhh!” The belt descends again hitting my other buttock. “ Don’t lie to me whore.”He continues hitting my ass. I can feel my ass bouncing and jiggling with each hit. My pain soon turns into pleasure.Once he’s satisfied he drops the belt and I hear him unzip his pants. He spreads my ass with a hand.“ I. He runs on hand down and between my legs, rubbing my lower lips lightly, parting them so he can push his cock into me. My back arched as I felt him enter me and my legs wrapping around his waist. Each thrust was like a rush of nothing I’d ever felt before, delicious and desperate. He wanted me as desperately as I wanted him and that made each thrust pull increasingly louder moans from my throat. I held on for dear life, digging my nails into his shoulders, the pleasure building until I can’t. Her nipples were hardening as she bent over to lick the head of Mark’s cock. As she knelt there, I could see that her pussy was becoming aroused and damp. She was truly a sight to behold as she started to take Mark’s huge rod between her pouty lips. She stopped for a moment and looked up at me and said, "Are you sure you're ok with this Chris?" I cleared my throat and said, "If you’re up to the challenge, I don't see why not! Besides (looking down at my erection) doesn't it look like I'm ok. Before they had finished the first glass of champagne, Craig had learned that she was alone for the night. Like his wife, her husband had not called and she was left to attend the event to deliver their donation. It was her plan to find a way to drop off the envelope and quietly leave the ball and go home to relax on the deck because she did not like being alone at these functions. Craig smiled and explained his similar situation. He could immediately tell that she was more comfortable now and.