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Giggling, she slipped her fingers to the back and leaned forward as she pulled the short down, exposing her ass. “Spank me, Aaron," she whispered as she squeezed the warm cheeks. "I want you to spank me.” Aaron smiled as he walked to the other side of the bed. He looked down at her behind, grabbed one shift and lifted it, revealing her glaring asshole. She had shaved. His smile widened. He let go of the cheek and it bounced, recoiling as it slapped against the other. He grabbed it again, let go and watched with satisfaction as it jiggled. Then he took his hand back and brought it down.

I yelped, then pushed back into his hand, whimpering like an animal. “You’ve been teasing me for years,” he growled, spanking me again, then again. “Walking around this apartment in those tiny sleep shorts that barely cover your ass. Bending over to pick things up just to make my dick twitch. Calling me Mr. Cole like it was innocent while you soaked your panties every single time.” Another hard spank. My ass was burning deliciously now. I knew it would be red and marked tomorrow.

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I cried out, the sound turning into a moan as he kneaded the stinging flesh roughly. “Say it properly.” “I’m a filthy slut,” I whimpered, pushing my ass back toward him like a bitch in heat. My nipples scraped against the hood through my tank top, rock hard and aching. Tears of overwhelmed lust pricked my eyes. The spanking continued—five, six, seven hard smacks alternating between cheeks until my ass burned crimson and my thighs were slick with arousal running down them. Each slap sent jolts straight to my clit. I was grinding against the hood now, humping it shamelessly.

The wet slapping of skin on skin was loud and obscene. He grabbed both of my wrists with one large hand, pinning them together behind at my back and holding them tightly in place. With my arms immobilized, I felt like I was completely at his mercy, chest pressed to the floor, ass up high as he railed me from behind. The new position made every thrust feel even deeper and more brutal. His free hand came down hard on my ass, spanking me repeatedly, leaving red handprints on my cheeks. “Take it, you dirty club slut,” he growled, pounding me even harder now. “This pussy belongs to me now. I’m going to fuck it raw until you forget every other cock that touched you last night.”

She began to eat out the woman's pussy, sucking and licking. Loretta moved forward and began to play with her friend's breasts. Clara opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Loretta. Loretta smiled back. Abigail began to finger herself as she watched her friends. Renee moved closer to her and replaced Abigail's fingers with hers while kissing her friend passionately. Clara began to pant as she rode Yasmine's face. “This whore does it so good. Yes, eat my pussy, bitch. Eat. It.” Yasmine continued as commanded, eating it Clara's pussy while Narissa continued using the dildo on her. Then she stopped using the dildo and brought out her tongue.

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 was leaking everywhere, moaning like I had never done before. When he finally pulled back, his lips were shiny. He pushed his shorts down and his thick cock sprang out, even harder than last night. He stroked it a few times, spreading the precum. “On your hands and knees,” he told me. I turned over and got on all fours on my wife’s bed. Jake knelt behind me and spread my cheeks. He spat on his cock and rubbed the fat head against my hole. “Still loose from yesterday,” he said, sounding pleased. “Good. I’m going in deep this time.”

She shook her hair seductively and looked long and hard at Professor Lance's very obvious, very huge bulge in his trousers. Professor Lance stood and out of his trousers he produced a switch. It looked like it was made of bamboo. Gently he started to whip her. Was she still being punished? Hadn't she been punished enough? She asked herself. She would not dare ask him out loud. “Oh, Sir, Fuck.” She said, looking at him with her tongue running along her top lip. Smirking, Professor Lance spread her legs wider so he could see her p***y and started whipping a bit harder. She got the shock of her life as the whipping became even more painful, that she didn't even think it through before she put h

She'd long been surfing lesbian story and movie sites; and lately, a lesbian BDSM site. She was now deeply involved with the fantasy of being a dominant lesbian, and doing the things to other girls that she had seen in some of the hardcore BDSM and bondage movies she enjoyed. Brenda Hinson chuckled to herself as her energetic daughter dashed by her home office in response to the sound of the front doorbell. 'Easy, kid,' she thought, 'it's gonna be a long afternoon.' She had no idea. Snatching the door open, the dripping girl excitedly said, "Hey Kelly, drop your stuff in my room and come out to the pool with us. Brrrr ...shit, it's feaking cold in here!" Vicki dashed back outside to the pool