My hand comes down hard again, and thanks to the solar lights that have kicked on by the porch, there’s just enough light for me to see the mouthwatering way her ass jiggles with every smack and the enticing red handprints that are appearing on her creamy skin. She sucks my finger harder, spit sliding down my hand, as she whimpers and arches her ass for more. I give her another smack before sliding my hand back to her p***y. It’s even wetter than before, and I let out a deep, appreciative sigh.
“What made you decide on a spankin’?” I ask, wondering how long she’s held this particular desire.
Her voice is breathy as she lets go of my finger to say, “When you smacked Pierre’s ass this morning, all I could think about was how much I wanted you to do it to me.”
I laugh, because f**k it all
