Then he spanked me. His heavy hand crashed down onto my flesh.The bastard growled and smacked my firm ass again. And then he made it again; and again�...�Each smack was sending a throb of pain through my body... Then a warm pulse grew through my abdomen straight to my clit. "No…" I heard screaming to myself, inside my own head. But it was too late… my own orgasm was being built on the smacksMy body was betraying me, reacting to his touch…I silently prayed that he wouldn't notice, but I knew it was. He appreciates the work and the toil that has gone into perfecting my profession." I appreciate it as well," Gordon said. "Any chance I might be able to steal you away from him once I get my next contract going?"She pretended to think this over for a second. "No, I'm afraid not," she finally said. "I've spent far too much time breaking in Mr. Kingsley. I'd hate to have to start all over with someone new."Gordon and Jake both laughed at this.Elsa didn't smile. It was not in her nature. She did,. My head falls back and my mouth pops open in ecstasy as he takes over. Hips slamming into me with abandon as the sound of skin smacking against skin fills the air around us. “Look at my little slut loving me beating her pussy up.” “Mmm.” Moaning is the only thing I can do in response. “Does anyone fuck you as good as I do?” “No!” I moan loudly. He pulls me up so that I can wrap my arms around his neck and look him straight in the eyes. His hips grind upward into me for just the right. But you look good using your mouth and I have ideas for that!" I glare at you in jest and you throw it back at me. "And I am thinking of how hot you're going to be when you peel that boring suit off slowly for me, glaring icily like that. That's the look of love, baby." I smile at your cheeky imagination, rubbing my bare legs against yours.Being in glass elevators always makes me feel sluttier. Fortunately, we are alone and I can be. My fingers rush over your body like it's the first time. I.