He alternately beat both of our behinds and with every blow I could feel my ass getting redder and warmer. Indian sex My ass felt as if it were on fire! “Back up to your apartment and not a word to Uncle!” I did as she said. Then she pulled the white cotton panties down to my knees and I began to sob as I felt the air hit my exposed bottom side. Don’t look. “She did, did she? I locked my door and took down my jeans and positioned myself just like Aunt was and began to rub myself until I reached my peak. I wiggled on the ottoman in memory of the spanking I had received from Aunt just yesterday. Sometimes, I let him stick it between my boobs and rub but never inside me again. Sort of like a slapping sound.















