I stopped squirming. I knew there was nothing I could do to stop him from punishing me in such a fucked up way. WHAM. His open palm crashed against my...half exposed ass. "You bastard!" I squealed, "that was SO hard!" His hand raised again, this time there was no delay, I felt his his hand hit my numb skin. He stayed calm and silent as I groaned and cursed in pain. After 7 slaps I began to feel an unmistakable sensation growing in my pussy. No, no, no.... fuuuuuck! I thought, I can't get wet. Put I could tell he was over me, almost straddling me.I felt something warm, something soft brush against my face. He was dragging his cock across me. I couldn’t believe the thrill. I would never have predicted the thrill of it. As his cock brushed across my lips, I felt pre cum begin to leak from my own cock, telling me I wanted this, even before my brain could process it. He wanted me to suck him.His cock was hard now, firm, but still so smooth and soft against my lips as he moved back and. He did this until his cock was hard and he moved and sat on the bed beside me and ordered me to suck his cock so I got on my knees between his legs and gripped his cock in my right hand and slowly started to rub it up and down the lengh of his big cock as I eased the head of his cock into my mouth and ass my lips rapped round his big cock he gave out a loud moan. This made got me even more excited and I eagerly started sucking his cock making him moan louder aqnd louder. After a few minutes me. She does not know if she is high or if she is having a panic attack. ‘Are you okay?’ he asks. Chayne nods her head and comes back to reality. ‘Yes I am fine, I just really need a drink!’ Chayne flags the waitress and orders a Rum bucket along with a shot of Malibu rum. Dirty orders a Roy Rogers. ‘Whoa tough night there, fella?’ Chayne teases. Dirty chuckles and explains he is undergoing strict training and he cannot consume alcohol for another five weeks. Chayne leans in and asks ‘Does this.