" "So, was Jack good for you?" "Oh god, in the beginning I was in pain somewhat, but like you said, he knows how to handle that huge cock of his. I di...n't even try to count the number of orgasms I had. Did he do the same for you?" "Yes, he did. I looked in on you when I heard him reach his climax and saw how you fucked him. I must say you sure know how to fuck." "He was great and I want to surround that big cock of his again!" "Well that's for another day Trish. Now I know he will be back for. First hand spank her hot cheeksHis hands slapping her bums hard suddenly take little Leah by complete surprise.Left, right - left, right ... warm her cheeks in a deliberate slow steady rythm."That's right, stand still, legs straight. No sound. This will be a tough lesson!"Leah tries to swallow the pain focussing at Pete's third leg so close, but so far.After dozens of slaps Pete takes a break to caress her bums, as to take the heat.However his hands feel as hot as the skin of her cheeks, her. As time was passing and she was getting closer to my thighs my penis got harder and erect.I was shivering but i tried to control it. I was both nervous and excited at the same time. When she was applying soap on my thighs, my penis got hard and was trying to come out from the underwear. It was clearly visible but mom tried to ignore it. There was complete silence in the bathroom except the sound of water as we were not talking. We both knew that currently the conditions are very intense. Later. Part of me really wanted to hate Charlotte, for a while there. Part of me wanted to blame her for the whole mess. She was the one who'd fucked Vincenzo after all. She was the one who boned some guy at the party last night. It was all her. I was a victim. I wanted to hate her. But I couldn't. My brain kept going around and around in circles, like a dog chasing its tail. And the thought I kept coming back to time and time again was that Charlotte was only being Charlotte; to expect her to change.