1. Cherry Blossom 3


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

    himself terrible pain. But then, as she studied its state of rippling hardness, it seemed formidable. Resilient and strong. She wanted to lean forward those last few inches and smear her lips with the fluid seeping out of it. But she didn’t dare make a move he hadn’t sanctioned. She heard the lazy rush of the man’s breath as he stroked himself audaciously in her face. The thought suddenly dawned on her how he was brandishing the third erection she’d caused that day. Or if not exactly caused, been deeply enmeshed at the core of each scenario: the professor in his office – Rafe as he’d taken her body into the ether with only his hands. She felt certain Elizabeth must be familiar with days like this, and she couldn’t help wondering how much so. Her fingers slid over and around the blonde’s honey-dripping pussy while her gaze remained focused on the man. Touching blind. Another woman’s core. It was almost like touching herself. Everything was the same yet different, like walking into a familiar room where the furniture’s been ever so slightly rearranged. Sakura only took her eyes off Paxton’s cock as she began to slide her ring and middle fingers into his wife’s pussy. The blonde’s breathing deepened, growing louder by degrees. The younger woman’s fingers slicked in and out of that cream lathered sheath like a pale imitation of the man’s cock. With the dark strip of thong forced out of place, the blonde’s puckering rosebud was fully exposed. It struck Sakura as humiliating and ...
    profane, although everything about her near naked, kneeling hostess was imbued with an air of delicacy and elegance. As she massaged the woman’s inner walls with her fingers, she pressed the pad of her thumb over that obscene starburst. Elizabeth whimpered. Paxton’s free hand swung across her cheek a sharply resounding smack. Sakura flinched harder than the blonde. She’d always understood there were those like her who felt a jolt of pleasure within the sting, but she never imagined witnessing it from close enough to breathe the air. To find herself an integral part of the whole vortex should have been terrifying, but her unwieldy nipples were bursting into flame. Her pussy throbbed from somewhere deeper than her flesh, heart pounding like a building falling down. Paxton smacked his wife’s ass several more times, and it seemed as if the woman’s pussy flushed harder against the coed’s fingers with every strike. He kept stroking himself with the other hand, but when the rain of spanks ended, he placed that hand over Sakura’s and pressed the girl’s thumb into the gap of his wife’s ass. “Let it go inside,” he instructed. His tone was almost like the professor’s earlier that day. “Don’t rush. Just let it sink through the resistance.” The naked houseguest did as instructed. A strange feeling washed through her as she watched her thumb gradually deepen into the other woman’s ass. Something oddly warm yet somehow feral. She briefly imagined the girth of Paxton’s cock stretching the tiny ...
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