But at the same time, I will be moving up, up, up for a really good climax as I relish this.Your one hand is spanking me, but your other is holding my...cunt. Your fingers play on my clit and slit, feeling all the wetness dripping out of me. I think the more I drip, a bit harder you spank, wanting to milk me this way to release all my juices.Spank after spank, going back and forth between each cheek, then concentrating on one, then the other. Making sure every inch of my ass cheeks have been. A little later, there was a knock at the door. It was Tom. He was everything Hank said he was. A real piece."Hank told me he had a 'big' surprise for me," the k** remarked, looking me over."And here he is," Hank said, waving towards me as though I were some prize stud bull. "So now why don't you get those clothes off. I know my buddy here is eager to lay his eyes on the butt he's gonna fuck tonight."He stripped down to his jockey briefs. Like Hank said, the k** looked like a Roman statue. He. " I wondered," said Dan, "I've been trying to call her all morning. I knew those papers were coming. I got mine today too. I wanted to warn her so it wouldn't be so much of a shock but she never picked up the phone." Dan, I don't think she would have understood a word you said if she had picked it up. I never saw her like this." Well is she alright?" Dan was getting worried."I don't know Dan. I walked her up to bed and asked your neighbor if she would stay there for awhile."Dan immediately. With a heavenly strangulation clamping onto his dick in a vice-like grip, Hank’s hips began to sway in a rhythmic fashion. As he did so his vocal cords commenced resonating lustfully. Grisham had never felt anything more pleasurable in his life as his backside now got pummelled.“Oh, fuck yeah, nail my arse,” Grisham kept chanting, as the huge fleshy hammer pounded in and out of him.As Hank’s powerful hands clenched onto Grisham’s hips, he battered Grisham’s voracious butt-hole.“Harder, harder,.