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“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

She’d decided to have one of those Pleasure Parties with the girls to embarrass Dana with the toys and stuff. All the boxes and displays were opened by the hostess. The girls giggled and laughed at the dildos and vibrators in various shapes and sizes. They turned out the lights for a demo of glow in the dark toys. They even had a condom blow-up contest that Leslie won. This was no surprise to most, being she was by far the slut of the bunch with a reputation for an infatuation with giving blow-jobs. The oils and creams were the most interesting. They applied them to each other and felt the textures and feeling of the lotions.

I started to come again, and then again. I never came so much in such a short period of time. The pain in my butt from the spanking, the daddy and slut thing, he being my father-in-law, the hard fuck he was giving me, I think all of this combined, made the sex so much better. I really thought I was going to pass out from all the pleasure I was feeling, it was like an infinity wave rolling inside of me.

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.

"This pussy loves being punished." He pulled his fingers out and slapped my clit hard three times. Each smack made me jolt and cry out. The sting turned into heat that made me even wetter. Holland stood up and flipped me onto my stomach. He yanked my hips up so I was on all fours again. His hand came down on my already striped ass in sharp spanks. I pushed back wanting more. "Fuck me," I begged. "I need your cock deep."

he said warmly, “but good girls still need discipline.” He began spanking me, landing swats across my breasts, inner thighs, and my swollen pussy. Each slap made me jerk and moan loudly. The pain bloomed into heat that went straight to my clit. Ms. Voss turned on a powerful wand vibrator and pressed it firmly against my clit while he continued spanking. The combination made me groan and writhe against the ropes while they edged me like there was no tomorrow. Every time I got close, they pulled the vibrator away and stopped spanking, leaving me trembling and pleading with random nosies.

His hand slipped between her thighs, finding her soaked. “Exactly what I thought,” he growled. He pulled her shorts down, baring her ass, and spanked her hard. She moaned. He did it again. “You want to camp where you don’t belong?” Another spank. “You want to tease the forest with that tight little body?” Another. Then his hand slid between her legs again, two fingers plunging into her dripping heat. She cried out, clinging to the door as he fingered her roughly, his other hand still holding her by the throat.

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

She could feel the cool fabric of the bed beneath her, a stark contrast to the heat that still lingered on her palms from the earlier punishment. With deliberate movements, Alberto positioned himself behind her, his presence looming over her as he prepared to administer the next phase of her discipline. “Count each spank aloud,” he commanded, his voice brooking no disobedience. Cadence nodded, her heart pounding in her chest as she braced herself for the impending punishment. She knew that each spank would serve as a reminder of her failure, a physical manifestation of the consequences of her actions. Without further warning, Alberto’s hand came down sharply against Cadence’s exposed flesh,

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