Although she'd been caressing it, Cristine gasped when my manhood sprang free. I might not be as sophisticated or worldly-wise as most of the men she ...robably deals with, but I do have a couple of redeeming features. And one of them was bobbing proudly in front of her face. Judging by her animated expression, she shared my opinion. My manhood is long and thick with gnarled veins crisscrossing most of its length, and right then, it was protruding splendidly from my nest of thick, black, wiry. ON THE FLOOR WAS BABY OIL. I POURED IT OVER HIS COCK AND RUBBED IT ALL OVER MY ASSHOLE. I STARTED PUSHING BACK ON TO HIS COCK HEAD AGAIN AND IT HURT LIKE HELL. I STARTED PUSHING OUT FROM MY INSIDES AS I WAS SITTING DOWN ON IT AND IT STARTED TO GO IN. I LET OUT A WHIMPER. I SHOULD STOP I THOUGHT. I HAVE NO RUBBER AND I AM NOT GAY! THEN HE SAID IN A DEEP VOICE--"WORK IT IN THAT TIGHT ASS" I LOST IT. I LEANED OVER AND SUCKED HIS TONGUE INTO MY MOUTH. HE COCK WAS IN A LITTLE BIT NOW AND. Once again asurprise awaited him; his underpants had, over night, been replaced bycolourful nylon panties and his tee-shirts by pretty little chemises.There was no sign of any of his socks! Resigned by now to having to putup with these shocks until he could find out who was playing tricks onhim, he chose a pair pale pink panties and a matching vest. As he putthem on he had to admit to himself that the softer fabrics felt muchnice against his skin that the clothes he normally wore. In the. It took a while, as between each spank he would rub and knead her cheeks for a minute or so. This attention was so nice, but it made each slap sting a little more, which Emma found pleasured her in a way also. Oh, she had yearned for attention for so long, that any she got was a joy. Finished with her discipline, Donald saw that Emma had been dripping once again, even after she had cleaned herself in the bathroom. As he watched it dripping out of her, all Donald could think was “Yes!” He took.