Spank me like you spank Becky. I felt him tug at my belt. That got me so wet thinking about it. I could hear my juices splattering. he slid out of my ass and once more into my pussy… Again his belt made contact with my ass, wrapping around me. “Do you taste yourself, Amanda?”
I didn’t know where his taste ended and mine began. I got up and crossed the room and took the rag from his hand and leaned over to where my boobs where practically falling out of my shirt and started to rub the barrel, twisting my fist around it and stroking it. I need a daddy to love me and spank me. You would think I would be more sympathetic to the situation being a girl growing up without a dad but getting hit on by men all my life. He seemed nervous but I just acted like this was normal. Don’t you dare leave this house….” That was the last thing I heard as I slammed the back door and kicked
