"Maybe if you do a good job, I'll give you that spanking."
I melted; my
nose up hard against the hood of her clit. No hands allowed.
Who knew
`unapologetic' and `demanding' could be such a sexy thing?
I knew she had
it under her palm, just didn't know when she'd employ it and I'd
feel that
first stinging flick against the upturned crest of my bum.
She tapped my
face, a warning impossible to heed. "Don't think about it, just
focus on
me."
I chased the taste of her in long laps and probing darts, trying so
hard.
Waiting.
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