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So, I give her five brutal smacks in a row, so fast she doesn’t have time to catch her breath as she cries out between each of them.
We’re both panting when I’m done. Holly’s upper body slumps against the wall, but her ass is still extended in offering.
“You still want more?” I ask.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Liar.”
She shakes her head. “I want your hands on me any way I can get it. Punish me. Call me a slut. I don’t care, just don’t stop.”
“I’m not gonna fuck you.”
“Do you want me on my knees?”
Do I want her on her knees? She’s trying to fucking kill me.
Yes, I want her on her knees, on her back, on my dick. I hurt her, and she’s offering to give me pleasure. She doesn’t have any idea that she deserves to have a man worship her, not wound her.
“What if I want to get on my knees and lick the handprints I left on your ass?” I ask.
She nods her head but doesn’t say the words.
“Holly?”
“Yes. I-I want you on your knees, licking the handprints you left on my ass.”
I can’t even remember the last time I kneeled for a woman. That’s the best part about paying for sex. I get what I need, no questions asked, no expectations for me to fulfill.
“Put your hand between your legs,” I tell her. She does as I ask and moans when her fingers make contact. “Are you wet?”
“Yes. So wet.”
“Such a cocktease.” I land a smack of my palm on her untouched left cheek, making her gasp.
Dropping to my knees, I tilt my head to watch her fingers spread herself open, the proof of her arousal visible. She liked being spanked?
She’s not the only one. My hard dick is threatening to burrow through my jeans.
I know I’ll be jerking off to this sight just as much as the one from Friday night for the rest of my life.
My plan didn’t work, so now as I get an eyeful of her playing with her bare pussy, I’m at a loss as to what to do.
Leaning forward, I let my dick take over and lick a line up the center of her ass crack, starting at her puckered hole. Holly’s low, guttural moan makes my dick leak. I need to hear that sound again, so I start licking the redness, running my tongue over every inch of her right ass cheek, then the left, which is mostly unharmed.
When I pull back to watch her fingers a little more, Holly’s voice is barely a whisper as she begs. “Please, Isaac.”
I know what she wants. What she needs.
Wrapping my hands around her thighs just above her boots, I slide them up and over her ass to her hips, which I pull backward. “Spread your legs wider,” I instruct her. She does, jutting her ass out even more, giving me access to her.
I lick her from her asshole to her clit this time, even over her fingertips, as my nose presses against her flesh.
“Yes! Oh god!” she screams as she removes her hand to brace herself on the wall. I grab the front of her thighs and part them a little more to make room for my entire face. I lick her soaking wet center, unable to get enough of her sweet honey. But I know having my tongue fuck her is not what she’s waiting for. She needs my tongue on that bundle of nerves, poking it, lashing it, sucking it.
“Yes! Isaac!” Holly exclaims as she reaches around to press on the back of my head, pushing me deeper.
It’s not easy to get where she needs at this angle, so I pull back against her force to tell her, “Turn around.”
