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You move fast to pull me over your knee. I squirm as you hold me over your lap, your hand resting on my ass. I have to wait even for my spanking. You drive me crazy. Then it's halftime and you tell me to get my paddle. I stand, but you look at me and I know I'm not permitted to stand. I crawl to the drawer and bring my paddle back to you. I'm on all fours, so I carry the paddle in my mouth. I kneel beside you with my paddle. You make me wait some more. Finally, when you're ready, you tell me to stand and assume my position. I lean over your lap. Hands on the floor, my ass ready for you. You bring the paddle down, lighting up my skin with fire. Twenty whacks for being a bad slut. My cunt drips onto your leg while I rock against your lap trying to get away from the pain. You order me to be still. I know I've been a bad slut so I take it. You rub my hair and remind me who owns me. I repeat my rules to you. I'm not allowed to touch myself without Daddy's permission. I'm not to interrupt. Please fuck me; I need your cock in me NOW!"However Bob just laughed before he dropped to his knees buried his face in her gaping pussy and started to lap at her swollen pussy and then dragged his tongue right up her gaping ass crack, until his tongue was teasing and probing at her tight puckered hole. Nancy yelled and squealed out her pleasure. "Oh my God!... Oh my God Bob, Bob Oh Fuck. Don't you dare stop, that's so fucking gooood!"Nancy was thrusting her ass back towards Bob as he tongued her asshole. He pulled her cheeks apart and stuck his tongue deep inside her ass making Nancy almost sob with pleasure. Until He finally stood up and turned side on and began slapping her ass, first with his hand like smacking her, calling her a dirty, filthy little slut. A naughty, naughty girl, who deserved to be punished, his hand smacked her again, I could see his hand mark appear on her tight little ass cheeks. Yet she never once asked him to stop. Nancy was by now agreeing with everything.
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