The heat just continued to build and build on her sensitive skin.“Faster than that, girl. Five more!”She did them faster.“Five more, faster!”S...e cried out as she spanked her own ass faster.“Tell me you want to climax,” Wesley commanded.“Yes! I want to climax!”“Five more hits, hard this time.”Amaya hit her ass as hard as she whimpered from each hit.“Do you want to climax?” Wesley asked.“Yes, please!”“Five more hits, fast as you can.”She obeyed, and despite the pain, it felt good to obey.“Tell me. I looked up at Kimiko, her delicate, olive cheeks darkened by a blush, her lips pursed. Then she glanced at our discarded clothing. Sometimes, twins didn’t need to say a word to communicate.Lee chortled as the pair of us darted for our clothing from our futon. I grabbed my panties, my silky, black hair dancing about my shoulder. I jabbed my slender thighs through the leg holes and slid them up my body. Dread built in my guts; this icy ball that swelled like a glacier in an ice age, swallowing. I was at the entrance to the most wonderful butt I’d ever seen!I pressed the head insistently but not forcefully right in the center of her star. Gradually, I felt it loosen and give way, the point of my cock-head slowly entering, a millimeter at a time. And then, all in a rush, my cock-head just slithered right in. I stopped and grabbed hold of her hips.“Mmm,” Lisa moaned.“Yes?”“Mmm.”Little by little, pushing in a bit, then withdrawing, pushing a bit. Jay had kissed her all over her body, and he had put his tongue in places where he had never even touched her before. And she had held it-his... cock. It had felt so strong and hard. She found her pussy moistening at the thought of Jay's prick. She wondered if lots of women liked to hold and pet their husband's cocks. Did Mrs. Wells ever stroke the professor's cock that way. She wondered what the professor's prick looked like. Was it as strong and as thick as Jay's?She tried to picture.