Part Three
Greg was an enthusiastic spanker. Admittedly he was good at it too.
“Please! Please don’t do that!” I begged him, squirming around as I yanked my head off Paul’s cock. Greg’s fingers wiggled in my pussy, sending me into a tizzy. “Just… just spank me please!” I asked breathlessly.
“What’s a matter girl,” Greg asked wickedly. “Can’t stand a finger fuck?” Instead of complying with
Published on August 12, 2018 03:15