Thursday, April 9, 2009

Her hips reached for the spanks


Her hips reached for the spanks as they thudded soundly on her swollen pussy. The fire flashed through her crotch, layering sensations, never lessening the arousal one bit. Just as her howls reached a new level the fingers returned to rubbing fast hard circles through her wetness, crushing over her exposed, hard clit. Once again in this investigation of pleasure/pain boundaries her mind and body conspired to transport her. A hand in her hair raised her head and she greedily accepted his thick hardness into her mouth, salty with the slick signs of his own arousal.

Two fingers roughly plunged deep into her wet center as his cock urgently probed the back of her throat. Now the spanking resumed, bringing still more stimulation to her begging cunt. She writhed and exposed herself to his big hand as it came down hard again and again with loud wet smacks. He dropped her head as his fingers sped over her clit again while his fist pumped his cock before her face. His body tense in the dim light above her he called out, and she allowed her own release to burst forth as his hot seed splashed over her breasts.

4 comments:

  1. "The fire flashed through her crotch, layering sensations, never lessening the arousal one bit."

    I love that. Because it is oh so true. The hurts-so-good feeling that only the right man can bring about.

    Delicious!
    XX

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  2. You seem to know it well, Secret one...

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  3. Did you write this?

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  4. Yes, I wrote everything on this blog. Why do you ask?

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