1. Cherry Blossom 3


    Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: Spanking, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    firmly, rubbing her slit through the fabric. Then he slipped his hand underneath her panties and felt her dew lacquered slit. “I’d give anything to know what you were dreaming about just now. But a person’s dreams are the ultimate refuge, don’t you think?” “Yes, sir,” she agreed softly but readily. She couldn’t imagine the shame of anyone knowing her dreams. They could be raw and obscene even to her. His finger traced her lips and then slipped inside, massaging the very mouth of her entrance. She pulled air deeply into her body and rubbed her head again the hard cock in his briefs. “But then,” he went on, “the things we do consciously have a way of coming back to haunt us.” Part of her wanted to freeze. Did he know? How could he? Surely Elizabeth wouldn’t have told him what happened at the nail salon. But then his finger slid deeper into her pussy. Calmly stroking into and out of her. She arched her hips slightly against the infuriatingly slow drive of his finger. The weight of what he was telling her settled on her slowly. She understood what he was getting at, but it couldn’t fully penetrate the haze of sensation she was feeling. It was a rare enough moment to be alone with him, let alone the unprecedented way he gently stroked her hair while his finger lazily pumped her core. But then he drew his finger out of her pussy and brought it to her mouth, painting her lips with the moisture coating it. “Apparently, you and my wife had quite a day for yourselves.” His tone was ...
    light on the surface, but there was an underlying husk in his voice that struck her as foreboding. She started to speak, even without knowing what to say, but he shushed her softly. His finger continued drawing slick circles over her lips. “Take off your panties and come upstairs to the attic. We need to have a little chat.” Paxton hunched over and kissed her mouth. It was hard, deep and too brief. She wanted to be kissed that way for hours, but she realized that once he’d kissed away the taste of her pussy he’d gotten what he wanted. Then he moved her head off his lap and stood up. “Don’t be long,” he told her as he left the room. Sakura lay on her bed a couple of minutes. She missed being touched by the man who seemed completely unconcerned with any shame or shyness she struggled with. She missed the feeling of his finger slipping inside her. At the same time, she couldn’t imagine how he would know about the nail salon, or even how much he actually knew. How could he know anything at all unless Elizabeth told him? And why would she tell him anything if she knew it would displease him? Then she realized how Paxton had much the same effect on his wife that he had on her. If he’d asked her anything pointedly, she couldn’t imagine doing anything but bowing her head and spilling the unvarnished truth. She rolled and pushed herself up. As instructed, she took off her panties and left. The large panel in the ceiling at the end of the hallway was open, and a retracting set of stairs ...
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