I felt mortified. “It’s not what it looks like,” I blurted. “Hmm, and what would that be?” he queried. “Okay, it is what it looks like b...t… I was just curious.” I finished lamely. “It seems as though most of the stories you read on this site had a spanking theme,” he gestured to the screen again. “Is that something that… interests you, Carla?”. Dave looked at me with a raised eyebrow. Oh god, he was so good looking, and we had a great sex life but it was kind of… straight. How could I tell. ." She purred out, staring up at him. Khaal rolls his head and lets out a loud groan, reaching down to knead her breasts with his palm. "Good.. I am wide awake myself." At her immediate touch, a fresh stream of pre drips onto her, warm and filled with his scent.Her heart skips a beat as she takes in his scent, holding her breath. She squeezes the base of his shaft, murring softly. "Nyah..." She chuckled and slowly brought her back up. He chuckles along and takes each of her nipples between his. Her body ached with such incredible need, that her pussy was sopping wet, and her flower was red and fully bloomed. Her breasts were so full of milk, that her nipples were elongated and swollen, as steady drips of milk continued to fall from each of her pink nipples. She knew that her need was so primal, that only one thing would satisfy her completely. She needed to be fucked right now. She needed a hard cock buried deep inside her wet pussy, fucking her hard, making her come, and bringing her. Our fucking was nearly complete when he fucked me missionary style with him on top. I could feel his orgasm intensify, knowing I would be filled with his hot cum in a matter of seconds. As his first ejaculation spurted deep inside me, I also commenced my own orgasm. After twenty seconds or so, it was all over, we lay exhausted beside each other. After kissing him goodnight, I cuddled up into his strong arms before we both drifted off into peaceful slumber. Log date: 10 April 2137 At around.