Novel & Cerita Girls Spanking Each Other

How dare you stained my dress?! Am going to rip your eyes out!" " You ruined my hair! I going to pluck all your hair off your head!" The two young lady were prepared to jump on each other but was cut on mid-air; they became extremely short and small like a pixies and were throwing both their little and tiny legs and hands. " Ehem Ehem " A deep hunky slowly cough behind the girls who were still fighting. " Ehem! Ehem!"

The three of them went into another world for a couple of minutes as both guys fucked my wife as if their lives depended on it, with Sandra seemingly enjoying every second. “Is that good baby?” Desi grunted, then he spanked her ass– ‘crack’, “do you like it rough?” ‘Crack’ another smack on the other cheek, “I bet you’ve dreamed of getting fucked like this for years?” ‘Crack.’ “Haven’t you?” ‘Crack’, the spanking was getting louder and her cheeks were turning red. Sandra’s breathing was getting shorter and her eyes were nearly popping out of her head as she energetically sucked Kez’s dick while Desi fucked and spanked her.

Not after that. He spun her, pressing her chest to the seat, ass up. 'Spread.' Nia obeyed, cheeks parting, pussy and asshole on display. Vardo's belt unbuckled, the sound sending dread and thrill through her. His palm cracked against her ass, the sore flesh igniting, a yelp escaping. 'This is for flirting.' Another smack, harder, skin reddening under his hand. She squirmed, tears pricking, but pussy dripped, arousal betraying her. He alternated cheeks, spanking until she sobbed, the burn spreading heat to her pussy.

Even this mild contact over her clothing has me harder than a fucking rock and my teeth lengthening. Since she didn't freak, I keep spanking, hard slaps that echo off the Italian tile. "You hacked me, Catgirl?" I smack her again and again. "Where were you like twelve?" "Fifteen," she gasp. "I never took anything I swear-ung." The last sound from her lips sounds too much like I'm fucking her instead of spanking, and my vision tunnels, my wolf clawing to take over. I stop spanking, struggling to slow my breath. I keep my hand on her ass, because well the thought of not touching her kills me.

He cracked his hand down so hard I jumped, the pain biting. Shifting, the realization his cock was rock hard was even more disgusting than what they were doing. “I suggest you remain in position, or this is going to be much worse.” Allen growled after making the statement. He freaking growled. Was he some Neanderthal? I gulped for air as the spanking continued, two people stopping close enough I could listen in on their conversation. My God. This was horrifying. “One day you will learn to be a good girl.”

Slowly, I got to my knees on the chill floor while my hands were behind tied. ‘Good boy,’ she grated, a smirk on her lips. ‘Now get naked. Slowly. Show me what a thief gets.’ My face grew hot, but I complied: One-handed was doing the job of unbuttoning my shirt, which then slipped down. Shoes off, then socks. Down went pants, kicked to one side. Underwear were the last to go. I stood naked, with a cock already half-hard from embarrassment. She did a slow turn around me, her heels echoing. 'Count what you stole,' she told me, taking a wooden ruler from the counter. 'Eight. That's eight spanks on your butt.'