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"No, crawl on your hands and knees like the dog you are." He demanded seeing humiliation upon Annabelle's face as she pushed up into position slowly moving towards him. "Now sit back on your heels with your arms kept behind your back," as Annabelle sat back Anthony smiled leaning forwards pinching her nipples tightly between his fingers making Annabelle grimace. "Now lay back," he instructed Annabelle testing her obedience. "Aww," Annabelle moaned as she slowly leaned back feeling her nipples stretching. Anthony smiled comically releasing her nipples watching as Annabelle fell backwards, "spread your legs and don't move." It sickened Annabelle to willingly expose herself, which worsened as she watched Anthony lean forward feeling one of his knuckles raking up between her moist folds. A fair amount of her fluids clinging to his knuckle Big Tits causing him to laugh as he held it up in front of Annabelle's face. "I think you like being ass-fucked by those dogs," Anthony teased seeing the shame that filled Annabelle's eyes. She could not understand how her body could respond to such a violent and painful invasion, tears filling the corners of her eyes as even under Anthony's intense gaze found herself aroused, disgusting her desperately wishing to deny what she was experiencing. "Lick it clean," Anthony demanded, Annabelle hesitated at first, having never had any inkling to taste her own juices before. Instantly regretting it as Anthony's eyes hardened in disappointment, Annabelle quickly complied, frowning at how sweet she tasted having been expecting a more disgusting flavor. Though sympathetic to Annabelle's sexual inexperience, Anthony still needed to punish her, but decided to have a bit of enjoyment first. Rising to his feet Anthony instructed Annabelle to slide back towards the center of the room, before turning to his wife who was still sitting beside the chair. "Straddle her head, and bury your cunt into bathroom that bitch's face," he ordered, Erica nodding timidly getting to her feet moving over to Annabelle. "Turn so i can see the pleasure coursing through your beautiful eyes," he added retaking his seat watching as Erica knelt down with her pussy directly over Annabelle's mouth. Erica eased down until she felt Annabelle's tongue reluctantly reach out touching her outer folds, almost instantly Annabelle felt Erica's folds moisten clearly excited by Annabelle eating her cunt. Annabelle had no clue what she was doing, as she herself had never had such an act preformed on her to know what felt good or not. Anthony allowed Annabelle's tongue to fumble about Erica's folds for a few minutes, before deciding it was time to carry out Annabelle's next punishment. Roughly grabbing her ankles pushing them towards Annabelle's chest, lifting her lower torso off the floor. "Hold her ankles," he told Erica, "and use yours to pin her wrists against the floor." Annabelle fought the panic that threatened to tear free of her chest, as she was once more partially restrained knowing something bad was coming. Now with Annabelle in his desired position, Anthony walked over to the back-wall, grabbing one of the whips which had a wide thick leather strap attached to a wooden handle nearly equal in length. As he returned Erica looked away feeling shame that she was grateful that it was not her about to receive what she knew to be painful. Flinching as the first crack of the strap slapping harshly down between Annabelle's legs. If not for Erica pinning her down, Annabelle would have jumped cleanly through the roof when the agonizing pain shot from her crotch straight to her core, her scream muffled by Erica's ass pushing down harder over Annabelle's face. Five more times Anthony would slapped the strap across Annabelle's slit, speaking a single word upon each hit saying, "always obey me or else." The final blow a much harder swing that caused Annabelle to widely buck under Erica's weight almost managing to knock Erica off her before she regain control, desperately she fought to hold Annabelle's violently-shaking body down. "Enough, let her up." Anthony told Erica who moved to sit beside Annabelle, who rolled to her side blonde balling up with her hands press tightly to her abuse pussy. Tears poured from her eyes having never experienced such pain to such a sensitive area, after a few moments Annabelle slowly pushed up onto her arms afraid what would be next. "Both of you kneel in front of me," he demanded retaking his chair, watching both girls crawl submissively. Annabelle's legs shaking from the intense pain moving caused her, but she refused to stop understanding Erica's words MILF from early a lot better now. "Time for me to have a little pleasure," he told Annabelle as he went about unfastening his dress pants, freeing his fully erect cock from his boxers. Annabelle's eyes widened, having never seen a fully engorged penis before, shyly looking away before curiosity got the best of her. Anthony was larger than an average man with a length of ten inches, and a girth of mature about three inches making it appear so much more menacing to the inexperienced young girl. He smiled holding his cock by his base watching Annabelle unconsciously staring intently at his manhood. At least I would get to kiss my wife in front of Prem. I was out on a sun lounger drinking coffee and letting the sun heal my sore pussy when Ryan got up. Suddenly she starts sprinting on the spot. Lubing his cock back up, he aligned himself once again towards my hole. There wouldn’t be a me to see the black. That didn’t sound right. I didn’t know mom came up here fishing with you. “Like my naked body,” she asks she poses with bathroom her hands MILF on her hips. Prostitutes advertised their bodies within birdcages that hung from poles, freakshow actors performed stunts in the streets, tribal dancers showed off their moves and percussion musicians blasted their tomes from every corner. If I said that this had no effect on this young man’s body, it would be an outrageous lie. Yes! After topping up her glass she pours me a cold vodka and sits across from me at the breakfast bar. I pulled up and Lindsey wasn’t there. Specifically, all areas containing information referring to General Gance.} She probably had never had one with a guy before. My nectar was dripping all down my thighs. my spine and making my nipples stand out even blonde more if that I lied on Tracy’s bed Big Tits contemplating how lucky I was. She licked her lips and pressed her hand on my arm. or perhaps it should be called The beat pumped through the house, my had bobbing as I enjoyed the chocolate-strawberry cake. Screw them. I step back, raise my wet fingers and comment “looks like you’re enjoying that now doesn’t it? That was worth the risk, even if he had to lose Lisa for an hour. Smitha lifted her head and looked into her brother's eyes. My response was to bet Karen that I could get her to be bottomless or perhaps even totally naked, in that room, within 1 hour. I tell you to walk naked on Times Square and you will?” “Uh,” I said, “pretty soon. Entering the temple I thought of a plan that should draw Arisia to us. “and I turned back to face her. The feeling of her large breasts beneath his palms also turned him on massively. I was still sitting in the chair by the side of the bed, watching Henry go at it, as I continued fondling my penis just enough to keep from losing mature my erection, but not enough so that I would unintentionally cause myself to reach the "point of no return", and start orgasming. First timers orientation is at four. "Let us see for a little while longer if they can resolve their differences." She made sure the robe was pulled over her tits, but now her stomach was bare. The same forbidden delights we shared. I swear her pussy lips felt hotter after I said that. Her last word came out in a rising squeal as she arched her back, rigid in her orgasm. Yes sir Tammy replied. Oh, shit, I'm really going to shoot big!"