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She looks down and after a moment, begins to unbutton the top of her jeans. The quiet metal-on-metal of an opening zipper follows, and she pushes her jeans below her ass.
I finally look down at her taut stomach and laugh to myself when I see her ugly panties.
Why am I not surprised?
But her nerdy librarian knickers are actually hot as fuck, and my semi-hard dick springs completely to life.
Maybe this will have to be more than a spanking.
“Very good. Now turn around and put your hands on the arms of that chair.”
She glares at me one last time before she faces away, her lips trembling and her eyes shining with tears.
I slip her plain white panties below her ass cheeks, and lightly smack her behind. Then, I switch to the other cheek and deliver a few whacks. Even though I’m going easy on her, she jumps every time I touch her.
Jesus, wait till she gets a real spanking.
Whack.
I deliver a big on one her left ass cheek.
Whack.
And even it out by delivering one to her right cheek.
I run my hand over her burning, red flesh, then pull her around and to me. I need to see her eyes to really know what effect I am having.
And to my surprise, she stifles a sob, then presses her head against my chest.
Well, well. I thought she might be naughty underneath it all, and it turns out I am right.
I hook a finger under her chin to raise her face and use my thumb to wipe away the tear on her cheek. She’s still breathing hard from the spanking, and her lips are plump and moist.
“Krasotka,” I whisper, and lower my mouth to hers.
To my delight, she willingly kisses me back.
I lead her to the bed, where I remove the rest of her clothes, and step back to admire her small, puffy breasts and shaved pussy. I part her legs to see more, and she moans lightly.
Ah, the redemptive power of sensuality. It is a salve for so many woes.
But before I can part her legs further to see what is mine, she raises her head.
“Why am I here, Ilya? I did nothing.”
“That may be true,malishka, but with a father like yours, what do you expect?”
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5
ABBY
Before I can askany more questions, Ilya pulls his swim trunks far enough down to free his cock, holding it by the base. I have so many questions. So many worries. And I am so confused.
But I want to get away from all that, at least for a moment. And I know exactly how.
I prop my ass on the edge of the bed, sitting up. Acknowledging my willingness, Ilya moves closer, aiming for my mouth. I grip him, and after tasting the precum on his tip, dive down on his cock, taking as much as I can, nearly until I gag.
