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Carrying this back to her I place it at her feet and tie one ankle to one end of the branch and then tie the other ankle to the other end of the branch. Adena, with her legs spread wide, is bent over the stump…her hands barely touching the ground on the other side of it. “Ed, go over and stand on the rope that binds Adena’s hands.” This secures her firmly over the stump, her large breasts hanging and her pussy lips parted.Peter arrives with the paddle and Hannah is a few paces behind, dressed again but still walking funny. Addressing everyone gathered around the tree, I relay to every one of them the reason for my ire. No one dares to look at me, but all seem to grasp the severity of what recently took place. This public humiliation display should stamp out any thoughts of anything like this ever happening again. Grabbing the paddle from Peter, I line up with Adena’s big black ass and bring it down hard, causing a loud crack to echo around the circle of onlookers. Adena tries to pop. Her bald pussy was freely leaking juice. "Shove that big motherfucker back into me! Fuck my ass! Oh, God, I needed to be fucked by a REAL man! Give me your huge prick! I'm fucking begging you!" But you're married," I teased her, waggling my cock at her!"FUCK married! Fuck all that shit! I need a BIG cock! Do anything you want to me! Fuck my tight asshole, fuck my pussy, shove it down my throat, but for God's sake fuck me with that big man-sized tool of yours!" I guess the lady has made her choice," I grinned, and pounced back on her and jammed my cock into her shit-tube without mercy. She immediately howled like the damned and resumed her pace."Aww, SHIT!! That's more like it! Fill me up with that man-cock of yours!" she wailed.Larry peeled off his dirty t-shirt and started unbuttoning the fly of his work-jeans. He was a redhead, younger than his wife, about 30 or 35, and had the leanness and good muscles of a man who worked outdoors all day. His skin was very fair and.
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He finished taking off his tie, and his shoes. The jacket landed on top of the pile. He landed on top of Cat. When Cat woke, she was very confused. Her shirt was unbuttoned all the way to the bottom. Lips were trailing down to her belly button. She gasped at the realization. Her body withered, moving under his lips. ‘Awake?’ Chris’s husky voice broke through the sleepy fog. Her shifting was the answer. ‘Do you want me to stop?’ ‘God, no.’ She whispered. He smiled against her skin His lips trailed back to her neck, sliding soft kisses down to her collar bone. From there, he moved to her shoulders. His teeth nipped at her shoulder bone, making her squeal. While his lips nipped at her shoulders, his hands slid down to her thighs. She jumped at the contact. ‘You ok?’ She looked down at him, tears in her eyes. ‘Cat, if you’re not ready, just say so. I’m not going to make you, honey.’ ‘I’m not ready.’ Chris nodded, but the disappointment couldn’t be masked. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘No, no, don’t.

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