rious spank

the sensation of warmth was pleasant. Then he started hitting me harder, slapping the same spot on my

d me in the m

; now, it's awash in dazzling, full-color technicolor. Extremely distressing coloration, which caused me to wriggle and mo

-ripper as a teenager. It wasn't even that I found his body to be physically appealing. Something about

submitted to him, but it was my submission that counted. Now that I was sprawled out across his lap with his hands firmly grasping my wrists, he had

nd flushed. He scratched me playfully with his fingernails, and it

towards him. Then he smacked my pussy after gently touching it for a while. He smacked me again, this time with a quick, firm thumb on my clitoris. A finger was jabbed into my dripping wetness, and my cheeks we

t up. I cringed at the thought of the message I was sending

, his finger found another op

All he said was, "Relax." As I tried to calm down, he ran his finger in circles ar

tial. My body betrayed me and I felt myself pressing my arse

I was naked and kneeling on the patio stones in his backyard, he fucked my mou

myself in the being that lay on Oren's lap and used my voice t

econd finger, which went only to the level of the first knuckle. With his fingers he twisted an

up in bed, I shook my head. Up until I felt his finger there,

ver, and tucked me into the crook of his shoulder. He had not yet removed his clo

me, but I averted it by keeping my head down. His fingers wandered down to m

, "I don't know." I coul

to be as gentle as possible. If you don't find it entertaining within the next ten minutes, we'll stop. It was the first time he'd kisse

s. There is no need to continually increase the stakes here. I'm

t in his eyes for the first time that night. Simple h

id, "I want this." But, Profes