"aaaaahhhhhhhhmmmmmm" Yesssss slut, that is a noise I like. Bend over for me bitch, bend from the waist. Do not remove your hands from you head."i ...id not answer, i simply did as i was told.Mistress placed the palm of her right hand on my right butt cheek and began to rub in small circles. Mistress quickly reared back and spanked my ass, hard."I love to spank a dirty slut." Mistress said just before connecting with my left side."That makes two. You will receive a total of ten. I want to. . boy.. neither I'm I Call me daddy"He takes hold of my wrist and slides them down, forcing his underwear down, the whole time staring into my eyes with a smug look that tells me he knows he has control.I don't break eye contact with him as his underwear is slowly pulled down over his now fully erect cock. When suddenly they are down and something solid strikes me beneath my chin.All I can do is stare at it. It's at least 8 inches long, and thick enough so that I doubt if my hand would be. I was dumbfounded. I had never even dreamed of doing that. She was adamant again.I agreed .Behind the bush there was a chair left for disposal. She sat on peeing posture. I saw her buttocks and anus. I started.It was awful. Taste was like some ayurveda medicine.I started spitting . She felt sorry , and I felt anger. I walked away.She tried to stop me and offered me her breast. But I was in rage. I refused and returned.I did not go to play , or to her home. Aunty called me . I told my mother to. Immediately she made her excuses and came over. Flashing her room card she asked me what I wanted to drink, I settled on a sparkling water. Abby said she was “absolutely starving and we should eat.” I wasn't hungry as Id had a sandwich not so long ago but decided discretion being the better part of valour. As she was on full board with expenses she offered dinner. Over dinner she relaxed even more, her blue eyes very bright and her blond hair much more often being run through her fingers. Was.