Claire walked around her taking delight in the nude body standing before her. She said, "Gorgeous. My brother does good work sculpting women's bodies....Claire traced a hand down Denise's front; starting at her neck and ending just above her slit. She said, "I like how you trimmed your pussy hair into a nice little patch. I tire of bald baby cunts."She traced a finger around the small patch of pubic hair. She whispered, "You must have gotten waxed just for me."For the next half of an hour, Claire. I gratefully slid my tongue halfway down his throat. Grateful for the intense pleasure we had shared for hours in a motel only that previous Friday, grateful about the mutual masturbation in our special stairwell on the previous afternoon after work on Monday, grateful to be in his loving arms again this morning, Tuesday…..and most of all at that moment, grateful for what we were about to share before going to work that morning. That Tuesday morning, as we hugged while awaiting our trolley to. I could see him working his tongue into her asshole as my delicate wife moaned and squirmed against the window.Then the black man quickly dropped his pants down, exposing a long, dark dick surrounded with black pubic hair. He took aim at Anita`s tight pussy from behind, and rammed it in hard and deeply. She screamed in pain; his cock was really hard and very thick…He had pulled Ana's hips away from the window. Her hands were against the window supporting her, as she leaned over. I could see her. That was the kink in his family I mentioned earlier. When I’m over his lap, my feet are on the floor. When the spankings about to start, he issued the command, “Ass up!” I have to rise up on my toes. This action is much like one sees when you are told to raise so one’s underwear can be lowered.Once I’m up, whenever the hand or paddle lands on my butt cheeks my feet go down. I immediately rise on my toes again waiting for the next smack to land. At the beginning there may be several seconds or.