“Please let me sing for you again ma’am.” Liana laughed, and Mia felt a wave of love for her mistress, a feeling of ecstatic wonder that she was really with her. “The brush this time Mia.” In answer Mia nodded, and settled against Liana’s thigh once more, japanese flexing to present her bottom. The brazenness of the action struck her and she giggled. A moment later she felt the cold wood of the hairbrush touch against her, patting twice against her buttock. It withdrew. She held her breath. The strike of the heavy brush sent a wave of pain through her still burning rear. She yelped and wriggled. Liana did not let up. The second blow came quickly and again Mia cried out at the pain, a sound edged with pleasure. A pause, mia caught her breath, and then another rapid pair of strikes. Tears stung her eyes as she cried out, the fire in her bottom rising. Another pause, another pair of strikes, so quickly did they come that the sting of each seemed to merge into one, an intense burst that set her tears flowing. Mia shuddered as she caught her breath, already anticipating the next blows, eager for them, reveling in the burn. She received ten pairs of asian strikes, crying out with full voice, face stained with tears, wondering if she could endure the fierce intensity. She felt the heat between her legs again, the pressure as the she bucked with the blows, rubbing against Lianas leg. After the last blows fell. She flopped against her mistress, panting, eyes clouded with tears, a grin of satisfaction on her orgasm face as she felt the fiery burning in her rear. Gently, tenderly, Liana lifted her. They rose to their feet and Liana took the girl in her arms, stroking her hair and holding her close. Mia buried her face in that thick hair, smelling the scented of oils and the scent of her mistress as gentle sobs shook her. After a long while Liana begans to turn, still in the embrace she lowered Mia to the bed. Lying there with her, arms entwined she whispered in her ear “Shall we hear the end of the song?” Mia pulled her head back to look into Liana’s eyes. Gently the princess untangled one arm and brushed the tears from Mia’s face. With a wide smile Mia spoke, but she did answer the question, instead, lying there doggystyle in the intensity of that embrace she spoke her mind. “I love you.” She said. Her words shocked her, and her eyes widened with a sudden fear, but Liana stroked her hair and replied. “And I bareback love you Mia, you have become most dear to me. Isn’t it funny how fast it has come on?” In truth, for Mia, it had not been fast, she had known she loved Liana for more than a year, though only now was it more than a distant, wild, infatuation. Mia’s tears began a new, happiness and shock and bring a warm flood that Lianas gentle fingers could not wipe away. They lay there together for a long while as Mia cried and Liana stroked her hair. Eventually the tears began to slow. “Let’s finish the song.” whispered Mia, voice choked by a little sob. She reached down then, her fingers sliding over Liana's stomach, down to the top of the princess’ silk pants where they slipped beneath the fabric. She found Liana warm and moist, her fingers caressed her mistress as she thought back to Lucy’s instructions. "Miss Hauser! “Yes, really smarty-pants,” I reply. My brother doesn’t even know anything about me having sex with my Daddy. asian Mom opened her pink robe, revealing her mature and curvy body. she almost sounded jealous! Ephus thought back to the trident holder. Let me change my clothes and I’ll text you back.”, I said. "Shh!" the woman interrupted, placing an index finger to her lips. Yeong broke off from the kissing momentarily, pulling back. Brad thought outloud. “It shouldn’t,” I said sliding one last item across the table, a newspaper article. Tampons or pads, blood, packaging, anything that would indicate she was having a period was where he started. With one swift movement Stan jumped off the bed, grabbed Denise’s ass, spread her cheeks and inserted his manhood into her pussy. Fuck! Slavetoy stops kissing me, and then whispers in my ear, "You're such a stupid lesbian, Ingrid." She continued japanese to lap at me, her mouth and tongue licking and slurping up my copious juices as strings of grool stretched between her mouth and my pussy. "Would you like a little extra help?" With incredible precision, she continued placing doggystyle bareback little moist pecks around and down his shaft all the way to the pubic covering at the base of his stomach. Grace blushed. I want you to feel amazing by being in me. Oh, Jenny, because, gosh, you feel amazing pumping orgasm away inside of me. It's incredible.” She had always been self conscious of her small tits. "So what now?" There was no respite. Keep repeating. Dad's thing got really big and mom just kept on sucking. I’d remembered to tweak my nipples before the artist started on my chest; not that they needed it; they’d been rock hard since I took my dress off. The drive home was almost an hour and in that time, I shifted around a couple of times, his hand moved from my shoulder to my waist, to my head where he began to stroke my face.