Here I am, minding my own damn business, when SOMEONE wanders in and disrupts my peace. Iβll admit, I get a little sassy when Iβm being interrupted, but was a spanking really necessary? The answer is yes. When it comes to my booty, the more damaged it is, the wetter I get. Even this light sesh resulted in a small stream trickling down my thigh *sigh* Iβm actually getting hot just thinking about it... Sharp pain morphing into profound pleasure. The scent of my own wetness and sweat combining with yours. Stifling moans and screams as Iβm brought to the precipice of oblivion again and again. Twitching uncontrollably, begging for your cum. Itβs your turn now. I can feel it moving through your entire body, hard-stopping your brain and rebooting as your eyelids flutter. We swell together and subside. Gentle kisses and caresses coat my torn up tushy. Lost in the heady fog of post-orgasmic bliss, we draw towards one another. My lips find yours and my fingers trace your collar bones, descending toward your sternum, dancing their way down your belly. Iβm still sore, but it doesnβt matter. I want you again I want you to fuck me into oblivion. XX