A lady does not crave a spanking. Smack. A Lady does not crave the feeling of a man's swollen manhood. Somehow between slaps, he had released his manh...od and began to rub it against her. She gasped, she tried to push her hips back to take him into her. Smack. Despite the reproaches, despite the slaps, she kept pushing back trying desperately to have him inside her. She began to whimper, she was punished for that. She gasped, she was punished for that as well. Then, finally, he relented to. Girls as well as men, nipples being pulled pinched twisted slapped, pussy poked prodded and so bloody wet. Suddenly an intense pain rips through my pussy and I cant help cry out, only to be rewarded by a sharp tug on the lead.''I did'nt say you could make a noise''But the fist in my cunt is so painful, so unexpected, and moving in and out fuck this hurts, and I have to stay quiet or suffer worse later. There are cheers all round as they all watch me be fist fucked, by a girl, shit, glad that. We both were sweating and tired by now, but lust had overpowered every other feeling and all we wanted was sex, sex, and sex. After the scissor position, I pushed him down and hopped on that dick in the reverse cowgirl position. I was riding him hard and was taking some big jumps, there was a mirror right in front of me and I could see my boobs bouncing massively, I was building up as in this position his dick went in real deep and before I could think of anything I had an orgasm. An orgasm. He could feel her distended pearl rubbing over his juice-slicked shaft. He reached between them and took it between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it tenderly, then pinching it with more force. Her body began to tremble; hot juices flooded over his throbbing shaft. He looked up at her, pinched the sensitive nub of flesh like a vise, raked his nails over her back — opening her skin — and growled at her, “Cum, Now. Cum for me, my sweet little slut.”Even as her body was.