Spank after spank, the bratty swede felt her doughy buns grow increasingly intense shades of pink. She kept it in check with her top teeth, but that restrained portion of an expression of ecstasy just gave lift to her eyebrows and fluttered her eyelids. The warmth flowed down inside of her, splattering the walls of her cum-spackled pussy in fresh plaster. “Not even pappa would spank me this hard..” Brigitte whined in her own inner child’s voice. Brigitte leaned back and spread her legs, placing either heel up onto the table where rest the tablet she had thrown down. Brigitte craned around, squirming in Sven’s overpowering grasp. Her hair would be whipping in the wind. The warmth flowed down inside of her, splattering the walls of her cum-spackled pussy in fresh plaster. “Yeah, well, no shortcuts; only hard work,” she replied with another roll of her eyes and a huff of breath. “Hey, make sure I’m not the only one that cums in this hussy so when she gets pregnant I’m not on the hook.” A chorus
