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I shall have to spank you extra hard if being naughty makes you wet.”She clenched her legs together, trying to squeeze her pussy lips together to gain some kind relief on her begging nub, but she was frustrated because her position made it difficult.“Aha, the fun comes after the punishment, princess.”And he slowly inched down her lacy panties, slowly revealing more of her crack and the two round surfaces of her cheeks. Yet.“Naughty girls need their bare bottoms spanked, to make them be good.”He slapped harder, so that she gave a little cry with each sting. ”He rubbed his fingers back and forth, his thumb pointing towards the small of her back, making her moan and try to open her legs.“Close them! He slid them faster and faster, until she cried out.“Please fuck me! With one arm around her waist, nuzzling into her neck, he undid his belt and trousers, and released his throbbing cock.

As he inched them down, he could already see the red patches of her warning slaps, with the odd finger print here and there. Leaning over her as he lay her down onto her back, he pushed his dark purple head just inside the entrance of her soaking hole as she lay with her pussy just over the edge of the table.“You are the best girl in the world,” he whispered into her ear. She cried out with shocked joy, as she felt him pound into her, his need pulling him onto the dining table to fuck her hard into the surface.

A thrill of dread coldly washed over her, and he stepped closer so that she could feel his body the whole length of her as she stood washing the dishes.

His arms snaked under hers from behind, his fingers grazing her hips through her cotton dress, and closing down hard over her wet hands on the sides of the sink.

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Legs apart, arms apart, she felt him breathing on her, his rough chin fitted into the angle between her neck and shoulder.Die Flash-Version hat den kompletten Funktionsumfang und ist optimiert.Wir empfehlen allen unseren Nutzern, sich für die Flash-Version des Chats zu entscheiden.He pushed his thigh harder into her now, between her shaking legs, and pulled her hands under his into her waist, so that she was locked tight in his arms.“And then,” he whispered into her ear, “I’m going to spank your naughty bare bottom until it’s red and stinging, to teach you a lesson you will never forget.”He walked her before him, both padding barefoot across the wooden floor, through the hallway, and onto the deep, plush carpet of the dining room. When she was settled, he took his arms off her to unbutton his shirt sleeves and roll them up. He gently began to run his hand over her warm buttocks, feeling her smoothness through the thin, knee-length cotton, drawing large figures of eights over her and preparing the muscles for what was to come.“Yes, you are a very naughty girl, and I am going to bare your bottom and spank it soundly.”Very slowly, he began to lift her skirt, inching it up so that she was tormented by the waiting. Her backside was a deep purple-red colour, the heat radiating off in shimmers up towards his lusting face. He was stroking her cheeks again, his skin staggering deliciously over her stickily-drying juices, his hand tingling and throbbing over her as his cock tingled and throbbed under her.Releasing one hand from her, and using the other to hold onto both of hers, he pulled out a straight-backed chair from the large oak table. A short, sharp smack stung one buttock.“Naughty girl! She shifted slightly, and he waited to see if she would wriggle, or was just getting more comfortable. He inched her skirt up until it had exposed her hipster knickers. He continued smoothing her buttocks, kneading more deeply to relax the muscles. Her bottom was now a glowing red, he was getting good coverage all around each melon-shaped side. ”He pushed as much of his hand between her legs as possible, smearing her juices all over it, and then stroking upwards until her buttocks were shining with her nectar-like lubrication. When she had settled again, she gave a shuddering sob.“Am I a good girl again? “You are a very good girl.”And he pushed two fingers between her legs, massaging her hard little button between her molten lips.“Please…” she whispered. She could hardly stand, and he carefully shuffled her across the deep plush to the large oak table.

Legs apart, arms apart, she felt him breathing on her, his rough chin fitted into the angle between her neck and shoulder.Die Flash-Version hat den kompletten Funktionsumfang und ist optimiert.Wir empfehlen allen unseren Nutzern, sich für die Flash-Version des Chats zu entscheiden.He pushed his thigh harder into her now, between her shaking legs, and pulled her hands under his into her waist, so that she was locked tight in his arms.“And then,” he whispered into her ear, “I’m going to spank your naughty bare bottom until it’s red and stinging, to teach you a lesson you will never forget.”He walked her before him, both padding barefoot across the wooden floor, through the hallway, and onto the deep, plush carpet of the dining room. When she was settled, he took his arms off her to unbutton his shirt sleeves and roll them up. He gently began to run his hand over her warm buttocks, feeling her smoothness through the thin, knee-length cotton, drawing large figures of eights over her and preparing the muscles for what was to come.“Yes, you are a very naughty girl, and I am going to bare your bottom and spank it soundly.”Very slowly, he began to lift her skirt, inching it up so that she was tormented by the waiting. Her backside was a deep purple-red colour, the heat radiating off in shimmers up towards his lusting face. He was stroking her cheeks again, his skin staggering deliciously over her stickily-drying juices, his hand tingling and throbbing over her as his cock tingled and throbbed under her.Releasing one hand from her, and using the other to hold onto both of hers, he pulled out a straight-backed chair from the large oak table. A short, sharp smack stung one buttock.“Naughty girl! She shifted slightly, and he waited to see if she would wriggle, or was just getting more comfortable. He inched her skirt up until it had exposed her hipster knickers. He continued smoothing her buttocks, kneading more deeply to relax the muscles. Her bottom was now a glowing red, he was getting good coverage all around each melon-shaped side. ”He pushed as much of his hand between her legs as possible, smearing her juices all over it, and then stroking upwards until her buttocks were shining with her nectar-like lubrication. When she had settled again, she gave a shuddering sob.“Am I a good girl again? “You are a very good girl.”And he pushed two fingers between her legs, massaging her hard little button between her molten lips.“Please…” she whispered. She could hardly stand, and he carefully shuffled her across the deep plush to the large oak table.They slid in their mingled juices as he plunged his last thrust into the ecstasy of his final relief, his weight pressing her down into the now baking table, the ember heat of her buttocks still warming the wood.