I settled back down, and my cock slipped into place between her thighs, rubbing against her pussy hair. She caressed my back, and my butt, and asked s...ftly, ‘Have you been waiting for this?’ ‘Oh yes, Mistress.’ ‘Tell me what you want, Phillip.’ ‘I want you to spank me hard, Mistress.’ ‘And then what?’ ‘And then I want you to make love to me.’ ‘What do you want, my hand or the hairbrush?’ ‘Both, please, and don’t spare me.’ ‘Don’t worry, I won’t.’ I then received a very satisfying spanking at. He rubs my clit and I moan. I grab his shirt and yank it from his pants and start unbuttoning it. Sliding my hand down his chest as I go. When I get his shirt completely unbuttoned, I run my hands over his hard muscles. I don't stop until I get to his pants. He picks me up, takes me over to the couch and sits down. He pulls my dress over my head and lays it on the table in front of us. Now wearing only my bra, panties, thigh highs and my heels, I unbutton his pants and he lifts his hips and. I tried to hold it there, I swear I did, tried to tease her to torment her the way she had tormented me all day long, but I was powerless to resist. With a smooth, easy movement, I squeezed every slippery inch of my fat cock into her tight, hot asshole, plundering her virginal hole with unrestrained lust. She rocked forward, then pressed back hard, grinding her body against me, my balls slapping gently against her wet pussy. The sensation of being buried in my new wife's virgin ass was. She raised her head and screamed like some one was slicing into her with a dull knife. Troy pulled his cock back a little and rammed forward, Gloria screamed again and half way through her blood curdling scream Gloria suddenly went limp. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she started to gasp for air, Troy held her hips up and kept slamming into her butt. Gloria was not with us as Troy worked her butt hole, I looked at Troy and said 'she's out man, let her rest, let her rest'. Troy grinned.