You imagine a narrative. “It seems like everyone else already left though.”
“Did they want me to drive you? He obliged but hit her softer when she flinched. Her mother really tried to screw up our vacation.”
“Wait, you want me to baby-sit her? “It just makes it wetter,” Madison tried to assure her she had done nothing wrong. I got too used to your penis jabbing me but when you hit me I concentrate on my face and my pussy gets more sensitive again.”
“If all you want is more feeling, then it doesn’t have to be a slap, right?” Madison kissed her while pushing deeper inside again. Her cunt was sensitive enough with just part of it touching him, but when he moved quickly she could feel every part at once and it was too much. “Go take a shower while I clean this up,” he ordered her. “Go get Katrina.”
“Mom, some weirdo is here for you!” the boy ran off away from the camera.
