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His spanking lasted long and Alex was both horny and shocked when he finished. For the last hand spanking it was Raphael's turn. She never met him; he must have arrived since she had left the centre. He spread her cheeks and began to stroke between the cheeks, and the taps continued faster than she was able to count all over her ass. Alex tried to count but cried more than spoke and the number were not audible.

She was wearing the black thongs he had got her while shopping for some clothes for her. He began spanking her one after the other. Ayra bit her lip to control the moan that was about to escape her lips. His grunts and her muffled moan filled the room. “You will never leave this place,” Spank! “You will always be by my side,” Spank! “You are mine,” Spank! This time she moaned loudly due to pain and pleasure. By the time he was done, her ass cheeks were red due to all the spanking. Ayra was dripping wet. All the spanking only turned her on. She was embarrassed that she reacted this way to his touch. Heck, she didn’t even know why she let him touch her in the first place.

SCOTT I was surprised when Dad put Mom over his lap and began spanking her. Not that she didn't deserve it. She'd cum without permission if she was serving as a slave. Then he started talking to her during the spanking and I realized she was no longer going to be a part time slave. Dad was going to enslave her permanently. Then he said she was going to serve at our poker game and I imagined Mom with Rob or Edward stretching her to capacity as they fucked her cunt and ass as Jerry filled her mouth. Mom orgasmed twice during her spanking and it was not a light one. I was hard as a post.

I ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"

His voice was heavy with cruel determination as the leather crop sliced through the thick silence and licked across my flushed flesh. “Nooo….,” AUTHOR'S NOTE - Thank you so much for giving a try to my first story. Hope you enjoy reading this story of Ella & Ved. English is not my native language so that, if you can past over some of the grammatical mistakes then I'm sure, you won't be dissatisfied with this story. It's just a first small step towards my writing journey, hoping that you all give your supports and love to my story. Warning⚠️ This story does contain mature contents like kink sex, spanking and dirty talks. If you don't like this or can't see past of it, then read on your own ris

"Don't make me wait any longer ..." Taking her ass in his hands, he began to suck her pussy. She was wet in anticipation, and May was enjoying every second with madness. While Chuck sucked her pussy, he cuffs her legs to the floor to further impede her movement, and with that action, he took his penis out and penetrated her. "Ten spanking ... Ten orgasms."

my fave flamed in humiliation. “I’m not” I quickly retorted. “And I hated it” I added, my own lie mocking me. “Of course, you hated it so much that you were humping the air like a slut and came all over my sheets with just one touch” I didn’t think I could get any redder than I did in that moment. His smug grin didn’t help my humiliation in the slightest. “I’m not a slut. And you did something to me. Nobody enjoys spanking”

Thierry and Adewale joined, their hands and mouths exploring both women — fingers pinching nipples, tongues licking necks and breasts, sharp spanks landing on already reddened asses. Sharp spanks echoed. Each stinging impact sent jolts of pleasure-pain through them, making their pussies clench and leak fresh cream. The men degraded them with dark, filthy words. “You’re dripping like desperate whores for us,” Marcus growled at Elena, spanking her hard. “Look at these greedy cunts begging for cock.” Rafael slapped Lila’s ass again. “Such a fiery little slut. Look at you soaking my face.” The brutal fucking began immediately.

“About my colleagues knowing what a whore I am. About my husband finding out I let the office destroy me…” Lena grabbed her hair and forced her back down, riding her face roughly. I slammed into her ass, the pressure building in my balls. It was all insane, Mara’s body jerking between us, her tits bouncing, Lena’s ass smothering her, my cock stretching her tightest hole while Jamal wrecked her pussy. “More,” I snarled, spanking her ass hard. “Tell us what you’re risking.”

I joke. “We’ve been roommates for almost five years, asshole. I can’t help but know what you look like,” he deadpans. “Come on. Do it.” “No fucking way,” I say. “Scared you can’t hack it?” Axl asks. “No. I just don’t want to do it.” “Do you have any idea how much I can make in a night?” “Can’t be that much,” I quip. He says the amount, and my jaw drops. “Seriously?”