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He picked up the pace, slamming his balls deep into my pussy as he fucked me non stop. "Spank my ass, I've been a bad girl...". He cut me off with a resounding spank. "Ohh...fuck". It sent me over over the edge. "You like that?" "Yes", I moaned. "Don't stop fucking me. I'm gonna cum". He spanked my other ass cheek. "Punish me. I've been such a bad girl....Fuuuucckkk!", I screamed, as my orgasm hit. He stopped fucking me, but i kept slamming my pussy into him as my orgasm washed over me. "Your dick is so good, Frank".

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

Dean steadied himself, prepared to provide her something unforgettable. Christina, now liberated, moved her hands along his back and pushed her nails into his flesh. With each thrust, their bodies aligned further. “Give it to me! Give it to me!” she cried out. Dean listened and began moving with full energy, spanking her as he thrust deeper. The moment she climaxed, Christina bit his arm hard and the pain caused by it was Dean’s undoing. An effective wave of enjoyment hurried through him, and his entire body tensed as he climaxed inside her.

A lesbian couple explores dominance and submission when one breaks their rules. This leads to a raw and intimate moment of punishment and deep connection. Trigger Warning: This story deals with themes of hardcore BDSM and humiliation. Skip this story if you can't handle the heat. ****************** I came home from work early and found Tory naked in our bed, using the vibrator on her pussy. Instead of reacting right away, I took a moment to watch her. Her legs were spread wide, and she was pleasuring herself with a wild, carefree abandon I rarely saw. Usually, Tory was shy about this, but not now. I savored the sight of her misbehaving.

Shun said she saw how delite Brittany when she position herself on the terrace wall, her ass was on her full show to and it's spreading and ready for her. *Pak* *Pak* "Ah!" "Ah yes" Brittany shouts when Shun Yu spank her buttchecks, she bind it more so that her ass can be spank more she was so horny and burning with desire on that time, she question herself why she loves being spank and the answer is there she has a Slavery attitude she wants to serve and she wants to be spank when she didn't do her master's command. She even open her mouth even her saliva was dropping on her mouth, she even moan in pleasure and pain she like it she didn't even know why she like it so much the intense pain d

Swearing deeply that he would f*ck this lady hard, he turned her around and spanked her *ss, periodically spreading her butt–cheeks to expose her sl*t from behind. Feeling his hard d*ck pressing on her butt, she wriggled again to slid it inside her c*nt, but he backed away and slapped her *ss once more. Seeing him provoked cheered her up. Despite being hurt, the mixture of lust and pain kept her wanting more of his spanking. With that, she dropped her chest to the couch, raised her *ss before shaking it with excitement. Unable to control the contraction within her walls, upon touching her lips from behind, she squirted on his trousers.

He adapted quick, their play lengthened, sensations layered more. Lou's body changed too. Ass took strikes better, skin toughening but sensitive. Nipples craved clamps, swelling eager. Pussy hungered for teases, squirting easier—sometimes from whip alone, juices flying. One intense session built to peak. They started late, candles low. Harness tight, ropes taut. Whip covered her whole back first—strikes from shoulders to thighs, red welts crisscrossing like art. Ass got the worst, deep crimson. Clamps with weights this time—small chains dangling, pulling nipples down constant. Pain pulled with every breath, tears flowing free. Lou sobbed but begged more.

Before I could catch my breath, he flipped me onto my belly with a sudden, violent tug. "On your knees. Now," he commanded. I obeyed, my heart hammering against my ribs. I arched my back, my ass tilted high in the air, my hands clutching the sheet for dear life. I felt his hand come down as he gave me a heavy spank that made me yelp and soak the sheets beneath me. "You have a greedy cunt," he hissed. "You've been leaking for me this whole flight, haven't you?" He didn't wait for an answer. He dove in.

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..

She gasped, her body jerking. “You drive me insane,” he growled against her ear, delivering another slap that made her moan despite herself. “I’ll never let you forget who makes you feel like this.” Her breaths were ragged, torn between anger and pleasure. “Damien…” she whimpered. His hand slid between her thighs, stroking slowly, deliberately. “So wet already,” he murmured with a wicked edge. “Your body betrays you every damn time.” She writhed beneath his touch, the table creaking under her weight. Each stroke sent shivers up her spine, her moans muffled against the wooden surface. He spanked her again, harder, the sting blooming into heat that only made her wetter.