Moroccan Zahra Masturbates to a Powerful Orgasm

The next strike hit dead center on the left cheek. The third was low, but directly between the cheeks so that the red mark which appeared was on the base of both cheeks and the top of her legs. It was obvious that this wasn’t Judy’s first spanking. In fact, she looked very skilled at delivering a spanking. The heat growing in Harriet’s cheeks was matched by a heat growing between Judy’s legs. In response, her spanks grew harder and harder and Harriet responded by squirming and yelping with each intense swat. By the time Judy reached the twentieth spank, Harriet’s ass was a bright red and appeared slightly swollen. When she stood up her hands went to her ass and she stood there slowly rubbing away the heat. As Judy stood up, it was obvious that there was a wet spot on the front of her dress. “I must have knocked the piss out of you,” she said harshly. “And that cloth you found didn’t protect anything.” Judy then moved back to her seat at the table. She stepped sideways as she moved to her place so no one would see that the wet spot was larger on the back of her dress. Harriet, who had seen the back of Judy’s dress, smiled and looked directly into Judy’s eyes. Judy looked down in shame as Lois said smartly to Harriet, “Spin the wheel.” pussy Harriet was hoping that spanking didn’t come up again, but as she watched the wheel she could see that there were only four options flashing past. The wheel stopped on Rug Munching . Loni smiled and stood up. “And I’m winner this time,” she said with a smile. “I haven’t had a good cunnilingus session since I got remarried.” She looked over at Harriet and said, “Lay out the mat, honey, I want everyone to see your tongue technique.” She then pulled her blouse up over her head. Despite being well over forty, she didn’t need a bra thanks to multiple breast uplift surgeries. Her dress soon joined the blouse and then her panties were placed on the top of the pile. If masturbating you didn’t know Loni’s true age, and didn’t see the fine lines in her face, you would think she was in her late twenties. There was no danger that the carpet wouldn’t match the drapes because there was no carpet. In fact, there was no hair on Loni’s trim body below her neck. Loni lowered herself onto the mat in approximately the same place that sexy Harriet had been. She didn’t seem hesitant at all. In fact, it looked like she wanted to display her body... which was true. Loni was an avid exhibitionist and her husband had been forced to clear up several close brushes Loni had with the law at the beach or while driving her Corvette convertible. “I’m waiting,” she said with a smile. Harriet lowered herself between Loni’s legs. Kneeling tightly so that her breasts were pressed against her knees, she lowered her head and made a tentative lap at Loni’s slit. “No, honey,” Loni clitoris said sarcastically, “I want you buried in my twat. That means face down on orgasm the mat.” Harriet raised herself up slightly and moved her legs out behind herself. Then she lowered her body down until she was flat on the mat with her head between Loni’s legs. I held her in my arms in a post-coital embrace. I’ll die of embarrassment! Dunham crouched down to sexy get a closer look. Yeah...I told pussy masturbating dad all about it at the time. And as she spoke she was turning in her seat, clitoris getting on all fours with her back to him, then reaching back and clamping the vibrator firmly between her legs before putting her head down on her arms. Shortly orgasm after I returned, Conner showed up with Lisa and Jill. “Yes, you are,” I said. HARDER!! And finally, he read… He knew Olivia wasn’t daring him to make her cum by kissing her.