I brought my hand down on her cheek with a satisfyingly loud crack and squeezed, kneading the softness of her that bore my marks. That and my tongue at play between her legs had her uttering all sorts of vile threats.
"Really?" I laughed, sending reverberations through her clit.
Slapping her red bum again, I asked, "Since when do you tell the woman fucking you THAT?"
Moving my tongue back, I kissed her between those warm hills of flesh, enjoying the wriggle of her hips in response; the way she lifted her backside in supplication and want.
"Ohhm, like that."