We are both laughing like crazy, rolling on the log. I hold her tight against me so she can’t tickle me again. I regain my breath a bit, and say, �...You dirty little vixen, I’ll get you for that.’ She lightly struggles against my arms and replies, ‘It looks like you’ve got me, so what are you going to do about it?’ I press my lips against hers, soft at first then harder, more insistent. She starts sucking on my tongue. My hands roam on her back, hampered by still having the fleece on. Her hands. When I had the pillows positioned, I leaned back, straddling her waist on my knees, and watched her sucking on my dick. I grabbed her hair with both hands and maneuvered her head, pushing her into me, then pulling her off, gasping for air. When I’d had enough of that, I pulled her back off of me, and moved down on her. I remember kissing her flat little titties, nibbling on her hard nipples and then moving to her stomach and hips. I looked up at her. Her head was pressed back in the pillows,. Those titties need to ache, don't they? Theyneed to be punished." OMG, yes!" She had to answer yes. She knew that was what he wanted toher,. The idea that he was going to really hurt her breasts terrifiedPrissy, and you could see the terror in her eyes as she answered him. Sheknew that the feeling was real, but she couldn't honestly say if it wasbecause she was genuinely scared, of if she just knew that that was whathis cock needed to see."I think those udders need to be spanked, Prissy Sissy,. You know I'm normally the submissive, but she's now the submissive. Domination isn't my thing, but that offer of ANYTHING does it for me. I'm also sort of the masochist, but now she'll take whatever I can give her. Though, I'm really not a sadist, if she cried out because of what I do, it'll reduce me to tears. That's a way to ruin a scene like this.I'm not thinking, I act. I pick her up, literally, and throw her over the arm of the sofa. I start to fuck her hard, doggy style, still not.