Nude webcam sex. hp pavilion g webcam My hips involuntarily moved in jerks as I stroked your little butt.
The muffled light of the restaurant illuminated your snow-white ass – a round, strong, awaiting penetration.
Penetration – another P.
This all at once put in places.

It was a sign of fate, urging me not to tarry.
I looked around.
Except for the distant noise coming from the kitchen, we were on our own.
“No, Sweetie,” I whispered with force in my voice, not suppressing, but making it clear how serious I am now.
I decided to explain something to you, continuing to hold you in place by force.
“Today you were petted.
And handcuffed.
And now you dare to be in public in a shameless pose, showing your beautiful ass to anyone who wants to look at him.
This behavior always drives your big brother crazy. ”
It was so dishonest that you could not believe it.
You would give me your ass if I only asked, but it was not your idea to show it to the whole restaurant.
Didn’t you fight to get up and lower your skirt up These damn handcuffs!

And maybe you did not actively resist to make me pleased? You began to resist desperately, but you were literally not in the position to fight back.
The chair almost turned over from your efforts, but you were able to hold it so that it did not make a loud noise and did not attract attention to a pretty girl with a beautiful ass and handcuffed.
Why, well, why do you always give in to your elder brother and his ideas? “This is for your damn good, Baby.”
You will now be publicly punished. ”
You heard the hardness in the pronounced letter “P” and realized that now you will be hurt.
With one hand, I continued to hold her hair, which I loved very much by holding her in place.
Your breathing became intermittent, it felt a mixture of sexual desire and foreboding of imminent pain.
You unmistakably recognized the sound with which the belt slipped from the trouser loops.
You were absolutely not going to continue all this, despite the fact that your hands were handcuffed.

You began to rest your head on my hand holding your hair, trying to find at least some kind of lever for further resistance, but to no avail.
You thought to call for help, but you realized that this is not a good idea.
You could not do it.
You didn’t want to.
What’s the matter? Perhaps you needed it, but not in this form.
No public caresses and punishments.
You have not had time to even skeptically smile to myself when I hit you hard on the bottom of the folded skin with doubled stripes.
It was painful! The pain was like douche with icy water – all the air was knocked out of your lungs, and you didn’t have even breath to meow like a kitten.
The unique sound of the belt slaps rang along the tiny restaurant, but no one came up to see what was happening.
The pain was all consuming, like an orgasm.
You were not surprised that from your pussy poured like a stream, flowing down your legs, almost as if you wet yourself.
You jumped right in the middle of the path on the stairs leading to orgasm.

You stopped resisting, and the little girl inside you once again got everything you wanted from your older brother.
And I again and again spanked your favorite ass, leaving on it narrow red stripes of the color of crushed strawberries.
In childhood, I wasn’t flooded, so sometimes they slapped, a few slaps for edification, but no more.
In the present, they began to punish me after ten years.
My parents worked at different hours.
And in the evening there was a gap of three hours, when I couldn’t leave me.
Sometimes our neighbor in the yard sat with me, my parents made friends with her and trusted me with her eyes closed, but when I grew up a little in the evening I already started leaving one to two three hours while my mother left for work, and my father did not come.
I could watch TV, read, and necessarily do my homework, at least the part I could do on my own.
If I didn’t perform any homework, then my mother, when she came in the evening, was very angry from work late and shouted at me and forced me to do my homework late.

And sometimes without warning, in the blink of an eye, I was on her knees with an already bare ass, which had already been burned with either my mother’s hand, which was very painful, or a skipping rope, and in the rarest cases for more offense, usually for the longest time I walked Daddy’s belt.
With one hand my mother held me so that I would not jump, and with the other I was actively working on my ass, always naked in such cases.
At first I tried to be silent and behave like a hero, but after three or four blows I forgot about my pride and started loudly screaming, crying and begging my mother to stop, I promised that I would do all the lessons, but my mother was not imploring.
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