She screamed each time her husband struck her, and sobbed in between. Robert had to learn through trial and error how to punish effectively. He had no... yet worked out the technique that he later used on Amy. However, what he lacked in technique he made up for in anger. There were 15 years of anger built up in him that came out in his strokes. Tricia again rolled off the pillows. ‘Robert! Please! I’m sorry!’ She curled up on her back to protect the fronts of her thighs, but in doing so she again. " Lisa was enjoying this interrogationand moreover she was determined to know just how long he had beendressing on the sly. It was at least as long as his sister Lindsey hadbeen away to school and she suspected much longer. "So this has beengoing on for months then?"He looked up at her and nodded."Not just few times then, and not just several times, and not just adozen times. You went behind my back and got into my clothes-- and yoursister's clothes--for months. How many times? Once or twice a. But it was the bridesmaid that I was looking at, Kathleen and I had been dating for about a year but we had drifted apart about 6 months earlier but we still each other now and then for a chat nothing else. As the night was getting on and food was done the dancing was just about to begin all the bridesmaid’s looked fantastic in their lovely gowns of bright red and all of the shoulder with beautiful red shoes I had noticed that Kathleen and one of the other girls had on stockings, Katy had a. “Do you want this?” he asked. “Tell me you want to fuck your ass.”“Please,” I whimpered. “Please, fuck my ass.”He pushed in an inch and I moaned. “Louder,” Rob said.“Please,” I shouted. “Please, fuck my ass.”Rob pushed down hard taking my breath away as his cock invaded my ass balls deep. He began to pile drive his cock fast and deep into my ass, over and over. My dress was bunched around my shoulders and my entire body shook under the force of his thrusts, tits swaying, nipples grazing the.