“Enough playing with my ass. Fuck me hard.”I pulled all my fingers from her ass and replaced them with my cock once more. I held her around the wa...st as I started to slam her ass with my cock. She groaned and let me have my own way with her, fucking her for all I was worth.She pulled away from me and once more licked my cock clean.“Okay, I want you to finish up in my pussy. Fuck me hard and cum inside me.”I smiled and pulled her close. I slipped my cock inside her pussy and lifted her by her. Dezember und noch dunkel, da es ein Samstag war lag ich noch in meinem Bett und schlief als es an der Tür klingelte. Mum und Marianne waren schon unterwegs und ich wollte eigentlich gar nicht aufstehen, doch es klingelte immer wieder bis ich mich doch dazu entschloss zu Tür zu gehen. Als ich verschlafen und nur mit T-Shirt und Boxershorts bekleidet öffne, stehen zwei Polizisten vor mir.Sie fragten mich, ob ich Jan Steiner bin, worauf ich nervös antworte: "Ja, hab ich denn was verbrochen?" Mit. I apologize for being the cause of both,” Mrs. Waxerman blushed again as she apologized, “Yet you pledged to follow my example before God. So yes, you should take the carrot into your nether region too.”“And as for you, dear. You agreed to another stipulation. While being corrected, you are supposed to refer to body parts in colloquialisms to ensure you are fully humbled. Correct?” Doctor Hooker reminded her.“Yes, sir ... oh gosh,” Mrs. Waxerman blew out a breath in resignation. “Go ahead and. I slowly perused my wall of toys, picking up a leather belt, swinging it through the air, and then replacing it. I considered a solid oak paddle, hefting it carefully before smacking it firmly against my open palm. It stung, and the skin reddened immediately, but the sound had its desired impact: Rachel stopped. Stopped everything. She stopped crying, stopped struggling, she was even holding her breath to try and capture any minute sound I made. I replaced the paddle, instead selecting a thin.