Fm Spanking Romane & Geschichten

A loud shriek escaped from my mouth as a stinging hot pain hit me from where his large strong palm connected with my bottom. What the fuck? I've never been smacked before, never relinquished control to anyone in the bedroom to the point of playing games like this, and now... SMACK I didn't even know he's lifted his hand again and already he's spanked me again in the same spot, even harder this time. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! His precision is vicious. Each hit is landing in precisely the same spot on my left buttock, making it feel like it's been dipped in gasoline and set aflame.

He then said, "You've been a naughty boy tonight and you know what naughty boys get, don't you?" With that, he gave me a quick slap on the ass with his large hand as the other pressed on my lower back holding me in place. I cried out, mostly in shock as I clenched my ass cheeks together. When I relaxed, he struck me again and again on my bare ass. Here I was, a middle-aged man, bent over another man's knees; my ass getting spanked but it felt wonderful being dominated by this big man. Paul held me across his lap while he spanked me 25-30 times. My ass must have been red from being disciplined before he finally let me up. I rubbed my ass trying to get rid of the pain from the spanking I just

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.

He told her sternly. Already in tears, she obeyed, lying on her front and crossing her ankles. He flogged her bum again twelve times with the smooth back of the brush, hitting her just below her bum and across her bum. As usual, none of the strokes were cuddly. All were dealt without mercy and hit home. He held her down and delivered the spanking swiftly, rendering her body to wracking sobs again.

The more he smacked me, the deeper the dildo in my arse went. I shook, clenching my teeth as sweat beaded on my forehead. Having your nipples simulated while your arse was being spanked was an experience I never want to have. Yet, I was creaming, rocking my body, craving a fuck. “Fred, no. Please stop. It's painful!” “This is your punishment for going out with another man when you have two men to satisfy you,” Fred said as he spanked me, his palms colliding with the hot flesh of my arse. “Are you that slutty?!”

“Soaking wet already and I haven’t even touched you properly. Does my brother ever get you this dripping? Does Felix make your cunt throb like a desperate little slut?” I whimpered, shaking my head. His hand moved higher, cupping my ass cheek, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp. Then… SMACK! His palm came down sharp and heavy. The sound echoed off the tiles. Pain bloomed into heat, my skin stinging as the soapy water made the slap even louder and wetter. “Ah…!” I cried out. “Answer me,” He demanded, spanking me again, harder this time. My ass jiggled under the impact, turning pink. “Does Felix finger this married pussy the way you need? Or does he just give you quick, polite little fucks?

"You're never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking." The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.

spank Come on baby say you're mine. I increased the thrust of my fingers. “fuck.. Vel… say you're mine.” Spank… I slapped her ass ten times, her buttocks turned red as my palm print appeared on it. “Fine, I'm yours. I'm yours only when we are indoors but when we are outside I'm just your best friend's daughter.” Spank…. I splanked her ten more times, angered by her words. I resumed fingering her.

Frankie said softly. I looked into his eyes and said, “You spanked me.” He grinned and kissed me. “Well you wouldn’t see reason and sometimes a child needs a spanking to see the error of their ways. And I would be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized a less dramatic version of that before.” he said and I gasped heat arrowing straight to my core.

I spat into my palm, wrapped my fist around the shaft, and started stroking in time with the video. Long, slow pulls at first. Root to tip. Twist over the head. Thumb smearing précum. My breathing turned ragged. “Fück yes… just like that… ruin him…” I sped up. Hips rocking into my hand. Balls tightening. The guy on screen was sobbing openly now, ãss red from spanking, hole gaping every time the top pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. I could almost feel it the stretch, the burn, the way it hurts so good you can’t stop begging for more.