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The harness would be very uncomfortable to lay across.” “No, that’s fine,” Joan-e big ass said with a forced smile. She was starting to think that Sailor Sam was pulling something. She just couldn’t figure out for sure what it was. The first round of spankings was rather routine... at least for Joan-e. She made sure that she yelped or whimpered for at least one of the swats in each of the 23 sets of five. It was too early for a gasp of passion to be believable. Normally it took around 50 swats for the pain to become pleasure-pain and 150 to 200 swats before the pain went from pleasure-pain to passion-pain. In any case, round one, despite some very accomplished spanking, was primarily acting on Joan-e’s Big Boobs part. The second round was a little different. One of the stockings women hit very hard, and every swat was exactly in the middle where Joan-e’s asscheeks met her legs. If her legs were a little wider apart, the woman would have been spanking her slit. The way it was, each spank shot through her like an electric spark that somehow originated from her cunt. One of the men was hitting so that only his fingers, and not the palm of his hand, was striking her ass. It felt different. She wasn’t sure whether or not it hurt her more, but she was pretty sure that he would have a swollen hand in the morning. Sailor Sam was again the last to spank. For some reason, he sat very still before he began to spank. Then he slowly pushed her farther and farther out on his lap. Suddenly she could feel the end of his stump rubbing her pussy. He was able to move it so it rubbed from the base of her slit all the way to the top. In fact, he seemed to be able to hold it exactly under her clit as he spanked. She was moaning quietly by the time he finished his fifth swat... and she wasn’t acting. Before he let her go, he leaned down close to her and whispered softly, “You will cum like a banshee on the fourth round.” Maybe if he hadn’t said that... or perhaps maybe if Joan-e didn’t think so much about it as the other twenty-two contestants smacked her ass... maybe, just maybe, she would have been able to get through the entire four rounds of spanking. The way it was, she nearly masseur lost control at the end of the third round as Sailor Sam’s stump again rubbed and bounced against her clit with each of his five swats. This time, before he let her up, he whispered in her ear, “Next round, fourth swat, you explode.” Have you ever tried not to cum? Some really submissive sluts can put off their orgasm like a well-trained dog balancing a dog biscuit on the top of their nose. Then the Master says “Cum,” and they explode. Joan-e had never been trained not to cum. She wasn’t a submissive slut, she was a pain slut... specifically she was a spank slut and Sailor Sam was uniquely equipped to simultaneously drive both the spank side and the slut side of that well over the edge. Fourth round, twenty-third spanker; five swats left; Sailor Sam stopped to lightly rub Joan-e’s flaming ass. “I’m going to count them down backwards,” he whispered in her ear and then he slammed his huge, calloused hand hard into her left asscheek. “Four,” he said loudly. The audience was confused, but not Joan-e. She knew exactly what he meant and was visibly shaking with fear and with pre-orgasmic tremors. “Three” he said even more loudly with the next slap. Joan-e responded with a loud grunt through her clenched teeth. Her hands had risen off the floor and were out in front of her like Superman flying through the sky. Her feet were an inch or so massage off the floor. It was swelling and getting more sensitive and no one had even touched it yet. I thought she was nuts, but you are her daughter, and you just as special as the best looking and smelling rose in the world." “If you want to say anything, say it.” I told her. Most rivers, including all 23 that ran through this part of the world flowed red or brown depending on the loam deposits they picked up along the way, save the massage Yamani. “We have about 3 ½ hours.” I whispered to her, then shoved my arm under her, picked her up and set her astride of my hips saying,”So let’s not waste stockings it!” “Slap my ass.” She groaned. She was rubbing her pussy faster and harder. I asked “Would you let mommy touch you cum filled pussy?” Arlene gasped again and said “hmmmm kinky… Yes, I would ask mommy to put a finger in there and feel how much cum daddy dumped into me.” I looked at mom whose eyes were bulging. “Make me,” he growled. "I could kill you with no Big Boobs problem Rigal. You are within my magical boundaries; you obviously have no desire to live much longer." This night could not end fast enough for her. He tried to clear his mind. She snuggled up as close as humanly possible as we fell asleep almost immediately. Rumors had been circulating all day about what had happened to her. All of a sudden her body began to tremble and Trevor started thrusting faster sensing what was happening. He laughed. “We must give the wizards five villagers per year for their foul experiments. Miguel took his dick and slammed it into the girl’s mouth. You stupid fucking idiot. Her fist fucked my length in rapid strong rhythmic beats confidently as she continued lost in her memory. Fuck it. He gave me contact information for all three. “Don't you understand? I looked at her shocked, then anger hit me. Nearly at the bottom of the red run is this log cabin. Jon took me round the back of it (no one lived there in the winters) and we sat on a wooden bench taking in the bright sun and scenery. I'm pounding big ass her so hard that the recliner is rocking uncontrollably. Sitting in the car before leaving, I questioned Nick, “Kiss me?” Each had four units with full living quarters downstairs and two bedrooms masseur upstairs. The three of them cuddled together. “Put your hands on my breasts, honey,” she cooed. It did make the local papers though that a pervert was accosting women in the buses and in the hallways of the mall, but it was initiated by the police at the insistence of the husbands. Yes, mistress as she walked away. I am going to do something to you which is not very well known in America. After seeing that Sharon had lowered the temperature, she washed her hands, put the green beans in the microwave, set the dining room table for dinner, and went to sit on the porch to enjoy the twilight. Her eyes closed and she rocked gently, meeting my pace as I worked on her. Wave after wave of warm liquid arousal spread out from the pool between my legs and out to the ends of my body.