Naughty French Maid with Big Tits Gets A Pussy Plowing

“Don’t forget, we still have the feet.” “If only I had my riding crop.” She sighed. “This’ll do.” Master whipped Megan’s right sole three times in a row and she howled into her gag. It was equally torturous when he struck her left one and the blows only got worse from there. She flexed her ankles hard against the rope tying them together, but that only offered a minor and temporary relief from the doggy style stockings cane’s brutal punch. The whacking noises of polypropylene-on-skin were music to her captors’ ears, as were her cries. They loved watching her pull on her ropes in vain and trash her head about, knowing damn well that she wasn’t going to budge an inch. Towards the end, maids Master took more time in between lashes in order to drag the beating out for as long as possible. The last four blows were aimed right in the center arch, where her most sensitive flesh was, earning him some juicy wails and extra tears from his Big Tits slave. Megan strained her throat from screaming so hard and nearly passed out. She had never cried this intensely before in her life and honestly didn’t know how she would be able to sustain the upcoming punishment. I just nodded. It had a richness to it that elevated my psyche and for better or for worse, my hidden nipples doggy style were erect under the fabric. It’s not easy to talk about that stuff in person. "What's this for?" “What did you say to him Georgia; we haven’t paid for the drinks.” “ Oh wow. The woman watched James with keen and intelligent eyes, piercing blue staring into his own wide, brown eyes. I didn't have to hold back. “No reason,” I lied, feeling my phone in my hand. I see the spark as one of the hated goads, held by someone outside the door, touches his bare buttock. The tight material clung to his slightly damp skin. I grinned - I was so fucking naughty right now. She saw Sarah making an maids eye contact and she was looking amazed. “Let’s stockings cum together!” she screams as she crashes into me, sheathing her meat sword all the way inside my Big Tits ass. More storms were on the way, but for today, we had sunlight and still air. As Michelle watched the screen her mother stripped naked in their hallway and then knelt before Michelle's father who was still dressed in his tuxedo. The older man was still stroking his cock, in fact he was stroking it faster now. "Hm, not bad, dearie," the lady murmured. “We're going to teach her! “What’s in the bags?” I asked. She looked so beautiful. She stands 5’8, has shoulder length strawberry blond hair, that turns more red in the winter months.