Her skirt doe up and yep, she had on a G-string type thong. I put real force into, and I was sure they hurt as her thighs were trapped against the arm of the couch. “Cursing? “You LIKE IT, don’t you…” I growled, and with her new angle I was able to bring the other hand down and spank her ass as I slammed away. Clara had some skills, and right now, this was one of her best. I had held her wrist and one arm around her back, and being across the arm of the couch meant Clara’s ass was higher than her head at the moment. “Pl-Pleas-se Sir!” Clara called out, “I-I’m sorry I was selfish – really! One ankle on his shoulder, one shoved open and down, Clara’s pussy all but gushed as she felt her Dom simultaneously take her by the throat as he shoved himself inside her ‘oh SHIT this feels good’ she thought, as her eyes rolled back in her head.
