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Debbie had Beth worked up like a raw nerve, when she broke away, and laid her out across the mattress, her head just at the foot of the bed. "We're almost ready for you Joe. Are you ready for us?" Debbie asked, as she climbed on top of Beth, head-to-toe, in the classic 69 position. She lowered her face to Beth's waiting warmth, once again working to bring her back to that hairy edge of excitement. She was imminently in control, and I was enthralled as I watched her slowly lower her hips, her pink opening settling closer and closer to Beth's face.

“Bend at the waist.” I suck in a deep breath. Okay, he is going to spank me. I’d managed this before, but tonight he is adding something new into the mix. The thought of that whip scares the hell out of me. I tense, but comply as much as I can, until my arms dangle from the shackles, pulling at my shoulders. The sensation feels foreign, but so submissive that it arouses something in me. Then I realize that, as I’d bent, I’d given the audience a perfect view of my pussy. More embarrassment swirls with arousal through my body. A fresh flush crawls up my skin. Additional moisture coats my folds.

Imaging I am somewhere else and this flogging is for pleasure. Bent over like this the lace of my panties barely covers my ass providing no protection for what is to come. He runs his hand down from my neck along by back, circling motions over my ass cheeks. taking enjoyment in prolonging this moment. “Get on with it” I growl and it’s met by his laughing response “As you wish my Queen”

“I do not want you to bend me over. I'm an alpha; if anyone should be doing the bending, it should be me! And that's just disgusting!” Seth's cold eyes scan him from head to toe. “Funny, that's not what your body said when you were moaning at the feel of my mouth around your cock. You certainly want me to bend you over and have my way with you,” Kieran's stomach is instantly pooled with desire. What the hell? That's disgusting. He doesn't want to be bent over anything and the blowjob, fuck, he doesn't want to think about it. “You know what, I've changed my mind about asking you to help me.”

Bending over, I pulled the shorts up and held them in place. “Okay.”

Before he could hold her into place to slam his cock in and out of her, Amberleigh arched her arms behind her head and bent backwards until her hands touched the floor. The billionaire could barely breathe from his exertion, but he managed to utter the words “you’re fuckin…amazing.” Yeah, she got that a lot actually. Against the couch, Amber raised her bottom half up onto the balls of her feet to complete her back bend. It gave him a nice view of her leaking pussy. He seemed to like the view and even took his appreciation to the next level, as she felt his tongue stroking her clit.

Loyalty and refusal to shrink forged his resolve in steel. He met her stare head-on. She smiled. A slow, dangerous curl of her lips. “We’ll just have to see,” she said softly, “how cocky you can continue to be.”

"Yeah, but you didn't. Now turn around and bend over." Mrs. Gavelle looked hesitant but then spun, placed her hands on a shelf and bent over. Taking the bag with me and placing it on a chair, I moved my hands around her waist and unbuttoned her jeans. Then I pushed them to her ankles as I got on one knee. I was happy to be greeted by her fat and milky ass cheeks. And at the top of them was a black band that went around her waist and one that disappeared between the valley of her ass. My cock swelled.

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