She than grabbed my hand and led me into the room. Before she could change her mind, I grabbed her from behind and kissed her neck. As i kiss...d her neck i rubbed my hands up the front of her, grabbing her breasts. She was without a doubt, uncomfortable. I stopped my kissing and gently whispered in her ear, "Belinda, do you want me to make passionate love to you or do you want me to fuck you like a party slut?" "I've never been fucked like a party slut before." She whispered back. . Manal was in a long, sleeveless flowery dress that had a slit reaching up to her left knee. When she crossed her legs, they were exposed up to her knees. She smoothed her dress to cover them. She looked five foot six with a slender waist, C or D cup tits, and a pronounced, round behind. Her brown straight hair flowed down her shoulders. Her beautiful brown eyes and sweet face exuded innocence and mysterious charm. As she talked, I found myself thinking of an exciting way to stretch her lovely. She was so excited to finally own a home and have the privacy of being as loud as she wanted to be. Although, she kind of liked that people heard her moaning from masturbation or from her many lovers. She definitely got off on it. She didn’t mind if people saw her getting fucked. I guess it was the exhibitionist in her. Allyson was definitely a wild girl. Allyson got out of the shower and dressed in comfortable clothes. She had a very long day ahead of her. She did her make-up and her hair and. Once Kaylin had come, her body convulsing in my arms, she extricated herself from my hard cock, exchanged the crop for a cane and started again. She was careful not to break the skin, but Anora’s screams echoed in the room regardless as the cane left long, crimson welts on her skin. And she wasn’t done; Kaylin gauged the distance carefully, stepped to the side, and proceeded to land the cane between Anora’s spread legs several times. I just about came just from watching the look of agony on.