To her surprise, Vickie realized that her p***y didn’t really hurt. There was a slight sting, but she had suffered—and enjoyed—worse. “Kind of. Do it again.”
He swatted her between the legs again and she didn’t flinch again. The pain flashed again, but it was the enjoyable pain she was always chasing after now.
Rob took a picture of her cunt. She leaned back against the wall and opened up her legs a bit, showing off a bit. It wasn’t a graphic display, but it was blatant enough.
“You’re not going to put that on my blog, are you?”
He just grinned at her. “What do you think?” Reaching out Rob released one of the clover clamps allowing her milk to flow. She hissed at the sudden release. The phone never left his hand as he took a series of pictures of the milk forming on her n*****s, flowin
