Oh!” As her needy pussy drenched his cock more, she struggled less. “Ow!” She yelped. “Oh wouldya look at this,” he proclaimed gleefully. “Maybe you’ll get them back next time.” She gulped. “Maybe you’ll get them back next time.” She gulped. His aggression almost made her cream on the spot. What had he done? Today she was wearing a normal sundress. I’m sorry, Sir!” She exclaimed, as if each smack on her ass forced the words out of her. “Maybe you’ll get them back next time.” She gulped. Denton—”
“You will address me properly, young lady,” he barked, cutting her off. “Beg like a good bitch,” he snarled, spitting the last word. With a stinging clap, he spanked her. “Look at that,” Denton’s voice dripped with awe. Thank you.” The crackly speaker clicked off, ending Mrs. “Buhhh!” She grunted as his dick knocked the wind out of her helpless body. It was her secret shame. She paid Annabel no regard. Proof she was the cumdump slut she’d always fantasized about being. Hard. “Where,” she asked, her voice anxious and breathy. “Do you understand?” And again. “Come in,” his baritone announced. She felt her body quake under the blow. He looked up at her, the tip of his tongue peeking out to lick his lips.
