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Lauren said with a ice cold voice, “That’s not allowed,” Cora protested, trying to sound smart. “You said there’s no rule, remember?” Lauren said, not raising her voice. “But it’s not a sexual act,” Cora protested again seeing the determined look on Lauren's face. “Well, spanking is a sexual act and very common in kinky sex,” I clarified liking this already looking from Lauren to Cora who was wishing I'd do her a favor with her pleading eyes..

I begin to pound away at her with my eyes closed and head tilted back. She moans loudly, taking every thrust like it nothing. This girl must be a very liked she-wolf. I squeeze her waist and do whatever I want to her. She doesn't complain once. She just enjoys it. I spank her hard between each thrust and she begins to shake. I lean down and wrap my hand around to play with her. I want her to cum, so I can finish. I don't even want this she-wolf to stay until morning. She finally climaxes, and I go back to squeezing and spanking for my pleasure. I have never been this rough with a woman but the stress of the past few months and her open sluttyness has me testing boundaries.

I said with a laugh. Tara dove into Lauren's pussy and started lapping away, making Lauren moan immediately and throw her head back. Meanwhile, Kelly and I took turns spanking the young girl's behind. It only took about five slaps each before Tara's butt cheeks started to get red, but we didn't stop. I couldn't see much of what was going on between my girlfriend's legs, just Tara's golden-brown hair. But I could hear he slurping and sucking, and from the look on Lauren's face, I could tell she was doing a good job.

I begged… "Harder, please, fuck me harder." Elena laughed softly. "Flip her," she said. "And spank her ass while you fuck her. Make it red." Damian pulled out, flipped me onto my hands and knees, pulled my hips back, and slammed in from behind. His hand came down, and I felt the hard smack on one cheek. I yelped, my pussy clenching, before feeling it again on the other. He spanked me over ten times, alternating between both cheeks until my ass burned hot and I was sobbing with need.

She is crazy, she is perfect and she is mine! — It's called spankings, magissa mou and you have earned them for being so perverse. - I spank her hard. Once. She groans. I caress her other buttock and spank her again. Twice. I feel her inner muscles tense. She's about to explode. I caress the skin of her sacral spine and give her the strongest spank of all, right in the middle of her buttocks. Yolie: I come. Moaning shamelessly. I don't care if someone hears me. I don't care if someone sees me. I only care about Alex and coming with him inside me. I gasp, out of breath for a few minutes.

“Open up, slut.” She obeyed instantly, sucking him in while Tobias hammered her from behind. Drool and muffled cries mixed as she rocked between them. Darius leaned close to me, his smirk sharp. “Look at her. This is who your wife really is.” I looked. I couldn’t not. Marina’s body shook as she took both ends, spit dripping down her chin, her ass red and raw from spanking. The men switched again, each one taking his turn inside her ass. Every time one pulled out, another rolled on a condom and slid in, forcing her to stretch wider, her body jerking under them.

He said, “I am trusting you. If there are any problems, I will spank your bottom so hard that you won’t be able to sit comfortably for a year.” Leslie blushed. She hated it when he brought up her spankings. On the one hand, it hurt when he abused her. On the other hand, though, the spankings fostered sexual energy between them that was undeniable. Thus, her feelings toward this form of punishment were, to say the least, mixed. Finally, she nodded her head and said, “I understand. I will be fine. I promise.”

Her heart hammered, pussy clenching emptily at the threat, shame twisting into illicit thrill. Liam's dark side unleashed. He flipped her onto her stomach effortlessly, yanking her hips up ass-high, knees spread wide on the rumpled sheets. The first spank landed hard palm cracking her pale cheek, the sting blooming hot fire that made her yelp, skin jiggling. "Count them, wife. And beg for your fantasies." Smack..two, three..each harder, alternating cheeks until they glowed crimson, the heat radiating inward, pussy dripping anew onto the mattress. "Four please, spank me harder! Five tie me up!" He paused, rummaging the nightstand her silk scarf became wrists bound to headboard, tight enough t

He chuckled softly to himself when he realized how stubborn she still was. "Okay then, since that is how it is going to be, I'm then going to make it all the worse for you, looks like you are enjoying this treatment I'm giving you, " he said softly as he pulled his hand away from her and then spun her around. He bent her against the basin, forcing her to protrude her ass towards him. He spanked her ass so hard and she gasped at the sensation that flooded through her body.

“We need to be spanked, Mistress Bousquet. We need to be spanked on the bare ass.” “Yes, on the bare ass, a special spanking to celebrate the birthday of a special girl. I’m going to give you 25 hard slaps on each side. A double dose, because you are such a naughty sex-pot. That’s what you really need. Don’t you agree, Servant Trish?” “Yes, Mistress Bousquet.”