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I slap with the palm of my hand the left face cheek of the whore. Slapped, my hand moved due to the slap movement to the other side of her face. Then I hit the right face cheek with the back of the same hand. Same procedure again and again, without any breaks. Katin keeps in position due to my cute head hair hold but is not able to follow with "Thank you, Sir", this fast my slaps hit her face. It sounds like a drum and after a bunch of face slaps Katin almost freaks out. Therefore I stop and same time I move her head through head hair this much down, that her eyes look direct to my cock. This gives me access to her neck. Therefore I give her five times slap with the flat hand direct at the neck. Then I pull her face by head hair up booms again, that she is looking at me again. Katin looks a little bit disoriented. I don't let much time in between the indian next action and tell Katin: "Okay the last slaps follow now and may hurt most as well as cause headache!". Meanwhile I clench a fist with my left hand and I am further holding her head hair with my right hand. "God, I hope so, I thought her eyes were gonna burn holes in me." I grinned and chuckled “Well indian how about making your pussy do the work”. I booms walked downstairs just as Mom and Dad were leaving. Her pleasure built in her. I felt Tony pause and I knew he was looking down at the sweet cunt in front of him. “Fuck your son!” I snarled, too caught up in plowing Mrs. Woodham to give her all the instructions. She squirmed and groaned. He kept in control, eventually gripping his cock as he grow more adventurous, now softly massaging the shaft with his thumb but being sure to back off every 10 seconds or so when the pressure inside of him built up too cute much. She rolled onto her side and squeezed her legs together as she rubbed his clit in small fast circles, her rear hole clenching around the steel plug Angus had inserted into her, thinking about his fat prick stretching it open. The following night when I was tied into the sling again Tony added another implement to torture me even more. She squat down, careful to keep her flowing snatch from dripping into her pants or panties and commenced to sucking me clean. Then she tugged them down. “Headmaster Glendian would not have brought you here unless Leveria asked him to; he was too much of a coward to do that.