..and she held onto it for dear life. I fucked hard and fast. I didnt pace myself. No need. I was there to fill her with my cum. And so I did. My ball... tightenedand I felt thepressure build. I roare: "I cumming!" and smacked her ass hard with my hand. The pain of the slapmade her clench, sealing my cock in her. My cock erupted, shot, and spewed. There were multiple stages to my monstrous ejaculation:First, my cock shot a jet so hard I felt the backspray on my cock head after it had hit the. One by one the girls again were taken into another room. This was a lengthy process. It was a good 30 minutes for each girl. We all sat there cuffed and gagged waiting for each girl to return.Finally it was my turn. I was taken into a room that had a long table in it. I was released from my cuffs, but not my gag. I was told, "Strip." I hesitated and I was slapped really hard across my face. I was told, "Strip" again. I did without hesitation but with lots of embarrassment. I tried to cover my. My mom kept me in church and always reminding me that sex outside of marriage was a sin and I would go to hell for all time. I was so afraid that I rarely masturbated. And afterwards I was so guilt filled that I confessed to God my sin of feeling good. Bill was a tall heavyset black man with a typical beer belly seen on many mature men from the south. But Bill was really all muscle. He often let me into the movie house without a ticket. My parents loved this because they always knew where I was. Once outside and away from watching eyes, Donald puts his hands on each of their asses, feeling the heat still rising from them. Reminding them, unsaid, that if needed they could expect similar punishment if the two of them misbehave again.Over dinner, they chat quietly about how Sasha liked her first spanking. Her enthusiasm over it all is a bit overwhelming. She keeps thanking Donald over and over, telling them that it is what she needed, probably for a long time.Donald smiles at her and.