1. Cherry Blossom 3


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

    was his – his swift assumption – gave her a feeling of dread and exhilaration at the same time. She had never belonged to anyone before. The very notion of it had always struck her as having a strangely academic appeal. Like skydiving. How would such a foreign thing feel? But she wasn’t entirely his. She was theirs. Despite the sneer behind his tone – or perhaps even because of it – Sakura felt the palpable memory in her flesh of Rafe’s fingers spreading the swollen, wet lips of her pussy and pushing inside. She had the distinct feeling he already knew every detail of what had happened – that Elizabeth had told him everything, right down to the way she’d given in and cum around the sure thrusting of Rafe’s fingers. And she felt he knew exactly what he was doing to her. His mind was like a simmering cauldron of obscene conniving. When his hand swung across Elizabeth’s ass again, she discovered herself focusing on the way his rigid cock swayed and bobbed with the gesture, a thread of ripe precum whipping outward from the tip. It seemed to fly off to nowhere while she couldn’t help felling as if it had been wasted – that his slathering ooze belonged on his wife’s blushing ass. Or flung helter-skelter across her lips. He was too hard – the head of his cock too wet – to be anything but wholly inflamed by the erotic transgression he was punishing them for. He hooked his finger under his wife’s thong and pulled it aside. “Show me what he did,” he demanded. Sakura lifted her eyes ...
    from his strutting cock to his face. He had a deadly serious expression while wildfires were burning in his eyes. Elizabeth kept silent, except for the rising sound of her breathing. She barely flinched when Sakura placed her hand on the inside of her thigh, but a telltale tremor rippled through the woman’s slender muscle. The coed kept her eyes low, with Elizabeth’s pussy and Paxton’s cock dominating her field of view. The blonde’s sex lips were swollen and damp, and as Sakura traced her fingers over the other woman’s slit, her nectar readily flushed and coated the petals framing her elegant hole. Yes. Elegant. And raw. Sakura had barely noticed what Rafe’s workmate had done to Elizabeth’s pussy. She’d barely noticed what he’d done to hers except for the memory in her slit of his skillful touches and probes. She went by sense memory as she massaged the blonde woman’s pussy. When Paxton began stroking his rigid shaft so close to her face she had to. The steady slide of his hand pulled her attention away from Elizabeth’s pussy, but her fingers never gave up in their exploration. The surroundings began to blur. The faint yet heady aroma of straining flesh – a mixture of the coed’s enigmatic hosts – rose into Sakura’s senses and made her dizzy. Paxton’s cock, merely inches from her face, caught in the tight grip of his stroking hand, was lacquered all around the tip from his oozing flow. She wondered how he could squeeze such a sensitive piece of flesh so hard without causing ...
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