Sydney Thunder Facesitting Mga Nobela at Kwento

"How are they holding up, by the way? The knees. I heard you had a very... dramatic meeting with Georgia earlier today too." Sydney places her hand over mine, her skin warm against my knuckles. "They're good. Just a little tired from running a company, and please let’s not talk about the Newtons right now. Look at the sky. Let’s just watch the sunset." I look out over the horizon, where the sun is bleeding into a spectacular, blazing cocktail of deep purples, fiery oranges, and soft pinks. It’s breathtaking. But as I look back at Sydney, I catch the faint, heavy shadow flickering behind her eyes. Her jaw is just a millimeter too tight.

It was hard to hear over the constant slapping of the paddle against Sydney's ass. Spank! "Thirteen!" Sydney sobbed, her butt cheeks jiggling from the impact. Hycinth held her head erect and watched in perfect silence, her hard gaze never leaving Sydney. Just as she handled my punishment of Dagger, Hycinth stood perfectly poised during Sydney's sentence. I wished I could ask her what she was thinking. Spank! "Fourteen!" Sydney cried. out again, entire body shaking, tears streaming down her cheeks. Just one more. Spank!