“Ow,” more in surprise than in pain. The surprise causes you to clench your cunt tighter around my pounding cock, sucking the last spurt of hot st...cky cum into you. “Why?” “Because you always wanted me to spank you.” “But, I’ve been a good girl.” I can feel the smile on your face. “Do I deserve another?” My hand descends once more and slaps your other ass cheek. And again your cunt tightens its grip on my cock. “Oh god. Is it supposed to feel good?” “You imagined it would.” You think about this. Out of the corner of his vision, he saw a blonde woman peeking through the vegetation. She was trying to be quiet but failing. Andrew could see that she was obviously enjoying the show. She had one hand caressing her tits and the other rubbing her pussy through her shorts. Nigella and Simon seemed oblivious to their audience and, although Andrew knew his wife loved to be watched, he wasn't sure about Simon. He swiftly decided to keep this juicy information for later. He was sure about one. . engaged.Xora’s pounding feet drew Ember’s attention. His wife was charging at him again – but this time, rather than punching, she snapped out a fierce kick. Ember ducked, came up, and punched at her stomach. She turned almost completely concave, skidding back away from him before spinning. What would have been a nearly useless pirouette instead smacked his thighs with her tail and sent him flipping. He landed on his palm, bent his arm, then launched himself up into the air, just in time to. ‘It’s hopeless. My father commands me to marry the prince of Spain. He refuses to listen to reason. I do not w-want to… I c-cannot… I…’ Her stutters quickly turned to senseless weeping and she buried her head in her hands. She could not put into words how powerless she felt in her own home. Never in her life had she felt more dejected. ‘Princess,’ consoled Brianne. ‘Surely it will all turn out for the best. His majesty only desires what is best for you.’ ‘No,’ she interrupted. ‘He desires to do.