Its complete silent and we tired little so we sited on a big stone there. All are cracking jokes there and I am laughing on that. They are drinking be...r and talking. It was good fun with them.Again we started to climb. Suddenly I slipped and started fell down but Arman hold me. His one hand on my waist and my big boobs touches his chest, but I fell down. My hubby came fast & asked a me how are you?, I told I am fine. All are laughing on me. I feel something in my bikini. It starts etching. I. Kneel back and thrust out those tits. "Since you don't like them man-handled, let's see how you like them spanked!" I reluctantly resumed my previous position. Whack! His open right hand struck my left boob, the force of the blow driving it against the right. I threw my head back in pain but otherwise maintained position. Whack! My right boob received a similar roundhouse. Smack! He backhanded the inner portion of my burning right boob. He then drew his right arm across his chest before. Men always did, she has never had to ask for it, her husband is good but god this man's tongue is like a dick on some men, a dick that can crawl and squirm in and out like nothing she has ever experienced. Her orgasm is building to an explosion that means she has to have cock now. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW! RIGHT NOW!" He rises to his knees and using the head of his cock he begins to paint her gash in a verticle motion feeling the slickness of her pussy he begins to push. He dosn't expect the. He makes no move for a couple of minutes, which seems like an eternity to her, but eventually his finger moves and begins to stroke her nipple, softly and slowly feeling it get harder. She involuntarily shifts her body closer to his, pressing her nipple against his hand, and he begins to press harder, more insistently, realising how turned on she is becoming. His hand moves to cover her breast, tweaking her nipple slightly, as if by accident, and her breath catches at the flood of warmth this.