Penguin Slap Gif Novels & Stories

Guiding his huge erect dick towards her pussy, he slapped his big meat off her fleshy cheeks, the echoes of the slaps bouncing between the walls of the office. Rihanna arched her back, and this was Roger’s cue to plunge as deep as he could. Whilst gripping her hips he speared his beast deep into her juicy hole. The size of his weapon meant he couldn’t quite go balls deep, but he went as deep as he could, thrusting in and out rhythmically whilst Rihanna’s spasming pussy clamped down on the wide shaft, sucking him in further. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it back tightly, as he drilled her methodically whilst raining down a tirade of playful slaps upon her plentiful tush. “Oh yea

Swish! The air whooshes and a second later I cry out in pain as the whip lands in my ribs, the searing pain making my breath catch as another lash lands on my legs, I cry out again and this only seen to fuel the Head Slave's anger because she lands a kick to my side.

And don't ever come knocking on my door like this again. I moved to close the door. Sally grabbed my hand and locked his eyes on mine. His expression shifted from guilt to anger to disbelief. "Are you serious right now? Gia? If you're upset because I hit you, I'll apologize. Don't you think you're being a little extreme? Have you thought about what happens when you regret this?" "I won't regret it." "Why?" He was barely keeping his temper in check. "Just because I accidentally slapped you?" I looked him dead in the eye. "Sì. Just because of a slap."

‎THIRD PERSON POV ‎ ‎The room was dead silent, there were no sounds apart from the heavy breathing of Leviathan and Porsha, immersed in a hungry kiss. Leviathan's hands caressing every inch of his new wife. ‎Then came a thunderous sound echoing across the hallway. It was a slap, not just any slap, a slap to Leviathan's face. ‎Leviathan stumbled backwards, his eyes darken, his vision blurring from yet another slap from a child.

Then Sterling punctuated his point with a sharp, deliberate slap to his ass, the sound echoing softly off the walls. Noah choked on a groan, impossibly turned on.

Penny's expression turned dark, her eyes blazing with anger, and she slapped me. "Do you think I'm here to joke? Where the fuck is the phone?" she screamed, but I stuck to my story. "I'm not with the phone," I repeated, and that was all it took for me to feel another sharp pain on my cheeks. The slap came, hard and fast, sending me crashing to the ground. She dragged me up, her grip tight on my arm. "It's either you give me the phone or I make you regret it," she yelled, her eyes blazing filled with fury.

My laughter grew louder, my eyes sparkling with mirth. Then, in a swift motion, Cara slapped me, delivering a loud, cheek-stinging slap that left my face red and swollen. The force of the slap was so intense that it made my head jerk to the side, my eyes widening in shock and pain. The room fell silent, with all eyes fixed on me, as I stood frozen, my hand raised to my cheek in a futile attempt to soothe the stinging pain. Cara, on the other hand, looked satisfied.

A cold aura emits on him, he was pissed off because of his filthy attitudes of his. The room went dead silent again, after a few moment of pause, Azure stood and anger shines old his eyes. Pak! He slapped Wendels face brutally. The slap was loud and crisp, it has such a magnitude that Wendel was sent out flying a few meters away. He landed with a loud thud! A few of Wendel's teeth flew out from his mouth, which was spurt a mouthful blood. His whole face was contorted in pain.

I try to keep myself calm. The guy in front of me smiled, his round face looking pretty unappealing. "Hey, you don't have to talk. Finally we can caught you.” He said that his hands went up and then, SLAP! He slapped me. The force of the blow made my ears ring, my cheeks felt very hot, and my body trembled when the pheromones they'd been emitting started to spread. It smells so awful. “Ugh! Blergh!” I coughed and felt a tightness in my chest when I finally threw up a bunch of petals. They looked at me with disgust.

"Don't be afraid now, Mag. Your grandfather is handling other matters, but I'm here to stand up for you." The sight of my grandmother made Don's face turn pale. "Mom… W-What are you doing here?" Before Don could say more, my grandmother tilted her head slightly. Her bodyguard, James Gibson, stepped forward, and he slapped Don so hard that he fell to the ground. "If I hadn't come, I'd never have proof of you siding with outsiders to bully my granddaughter," she said sharply. Hearing my grandmother's unapologetic defense of me, a deep sense of guilt welled up in my heart.