#281400 - After a short while, Mrs Patel resumed spanking my cherry red cheeks with the hairbrush until I was alternately moaning and crying with the thrashing and fisting I was receiving. “How about if I show you mine” said Sikta, “Would that make it go hard again?” “We could try” I said, trying not to sound too excited. “Now get out of my house and don’t come back here!” Mr Patel yelled at me as I hurriedly dressed and ran out the shop, dripping semen from my poor inflamed cunt down my legs but not daring to look back until I was back safely behind my front door.
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