The Coochie Diaries
She did, exposing her inner pink flesh, her clit, her dripping entrance to the firelight and his merciless gaze.
“Perfect,” he breathed. He leaned in and blew a cool stream of air directly onto her exposed clit. She jerked violently, a sob catching in her throat. Then, without warning, he slapped her cunt with his open palm.
The sound was sharp, shocking. A bolt of white-hot pain-pleasure shot through her entire nervous system. She cried out, her grip on herself tightening.
He did it again. And again. Not hard enough to truly injure, but with a stinging force that made her flesh heat and tingle, that sent waves of contradictory sensation crashing through her, pain, shame, and a dizzying, ove
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