But ab tak uski chut to fir se garam ho chuki thi to rest to yha majak sa hi lagta hai ;)Mne usse bed pe wapas dhakela or usse naughty smile k sath aa...kh marke ye btaya ki asli game to ab shuru hoga or uske hotho ko chusne laga or uski mast chuchiyo ko dabane laga wo to garam pehle se hi thi or uski chut ki garmahat mere lund ko mehsus ho rhi thi or ustad ne khada hone me 1 minute b nhi lagaya or uski chut ko salami thokne laga ;) or jaise jaise mera lund kadak hoke uski chut se ragad kha rha. ......................................................................I pass an older lady on the street, prim and proper, trying to cover her large, bulging breasts that would not quite fit in her sagging bra. It was warm but there was a stiff breeze and it made her nipples hard and swollen. It was no more than a 2-second glance, but it was enough...'Oh ma'am, did you drop this receipt?' I hollered, waiving it at her, turning around to get up to her.'Oh my... yes... from the pharmacy... I. As if reading my mind, he added, "Exclusive party with just a half dozen orso plus a young cunt that's really up for it."I guess he could see my cock was definitely interested even if the rest ofme was tired. He reached across and cupped my cock, squeezing it: "I'll takethat as a yes. Hey, bring Justin if you want, he might enjoy it." Yea," I added as sweetly as I could muster, "Knowing your parties he mightend up as the boycunt gangbang if the chicks don't show up."Laurie smiled. "Tempting. Every so often, for variety and his own amusement I’d guess, he’d lay the ruler paddle square across both cheeks. And, because of the exposed position he had me in, this would mean my cunt received a burning slap, wrenching an even bigger sob from deep in my throat. And yet I knew, deep down inside, that I was deserving of every stroke. I needed this. Because I’d shown I had no self-discipline, I needed him to take charge and bring me into line again. The tears streaming down my cheeks would.