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Then he slowed down to a gentle thrusting again and took his thumb out and I felt his strong body on my back and he was kissing my neck and then turned my head round to kiss me on the lips and he said, 'when was the last time you came like that' and I lied a little bit and said 'never in my life Gary' and he said 'there is plenty more where that came from'. Then he said 'since you are such a bad wife I think you need a little punishment', and my heart leapt! I do like a bit of smacking and he. This prompted me inexperience in sex then i moved downwards started pushing up her nighty started to kiss her legs then reached to her milky white thighs started to press and cuddle her thighs for a while. In one swing i pushed her nighty all at once revealing myself her black panty, i was rushed to my fullest temptation to explore her pussy with my cock, and the moment was driving me crazy and i started to kiss her pussy on her panty and smelled it was a beautiful musky feminine smell enjoyed. I reached to her cunt and fingered her once again and pressing her boobs all the timeI entered another finger and after some time I inserted three fingers, now I was fucking her with three fingers she was moaning loud and soon she reached orgasm. Then I got up on to her and inserted my penis in her and started fucking her really hard she was not completely ready and told me to stop but I didn’t listen to her and kept on giving jerk she was crying now I took one of her nipple in my mouth and. Hannah was kind of freaked out by this, though she sleeps on the top bunk. She went to the room and Kristen was wearing her bathrobe. Hannah says that the room defiantly smelled like they had done something. Oscar was in Kristen’s bed. Hannah grabbed her toiletries, and went to the bathroom to change, and brush her teeth. Kristen walked in, and said that she and Oscar had fucked, and that she had blown him, but she wouldn’t give him a rim-job. Apparently, he did the same for her. She also said.
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