As I slowly removed my hand from her burning skin, I saw that I’d left a red palm print.SMACK!I tried to duplicate my handiwork on the other side.�...Fuck!” she exclaimed, grabbing at me with her right hand while steadying herself against the floor with her left, “that fucking hurt!”“As well it should have.”SMACK! SMACK!Ashley squealed as I delivered two more blows to the same two areas, leaving two even redder palm prints on her rear. She was panting now.“You know what, Ashley?” I said, swatting. He knew exactly what to do; he held her by the hips as his mouth enclosed her cunt, his tongue swirling around her clit, sucking gently, flicking lightly. She moaned and pressed his face further into her as his tongue dipped into her pussy, tongue-fucking her steadily. “Ben,” she gasped, “I want you, I need your cock, give it to me, please!”He needed no further prodding. He was up on his knees again, this time guiding his cock toward her dripping pussy. He nudged the opening and slid inside. The raw fury of the wind and rain combined with the blinding lightning and deafening thunder caused our blood to rush through our bodies, filling each part with heat and energy. I came up behind her, knowing she knew I was there. I wrapped both arms around her, one above her breasts and one below. It wasn’t a gentle embrace. The storm prevented that, but it wasn’t rough. Her curves melted into my body as she responded to my tight embrace. I started at her hairline and worked my way down. ‘YOU must meet my son. He’s perfect for you. You are so beautiful and he needs a woman.’ ‘Yes thank you Mrs. Miles, I think that’s enough now.’ Greg physically turned her away, and she shuffled off in the direction again of the small shadowy corner under the staircase. As she walked she turned her head repeatedly to look at Sasha all the time giving her the same piercing stare that went to the core of her being. Disconcerted, Sasha finally looked away, and at Greg. He laughed. ‘Typical mother.
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