

You just took off your belt... I feel a chill run down my spine at that sound, mixed with anticipation. Your hand touches my ass - gently at first, almost weightlessly, as if pondering, and then.... slap!" I shriek softly, feeling the heat on my skin. He leans down, whispering something saucy in my ear, his fingers tracing the reddish trail of the belt. It's such a turn-on to be punished and desired at the same time.Each stroke gets harder, each sound louder, and I forget where the pain ends and the pleasure begins. All I want is for him to keep going. 😈