With a big, open palm, Paul slapped the left cheek of my ass, the spanking leaving my skin hot where his hand had been. Without thinking, I yelped and tried to jump away. Once again, he forced my head back into position. I didn’t know what to do, so I tried to focus on making him cum as quickly as possible. Assured I was being compliant, Paul resumed my spanking, paddling me as best he could while still driving down the highway. To my horror, instead of being angered by his behavior, I could feel my juices flowing, wetting my inner thighs, as my flesh turned red and hot from the abuse. I continued my ministrations on Paul’s cock, moving up and down as if I were fucking him. My tongue swirled around his shaft then played along the underside of its mushroom-shaped head. I pulled my mouth away from him, keeping only the head of his cock in my mouth as I gave it a deep, suction-filled kiss. Once again, I plunged down the length of him, trying to avoid gagging as his big prick
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