hand and pulling her out the door. “Yours will be, though, after I spank it real good.”
Mandy dragged her feet. “What! Why?”
“You enjoyed fucking those guys way too much.” He sat on the edge of their king-sized bed and pulled her facedown over his lap.
“I thought that was the point,” she squeaked. Joe sat down on her side of the bed and leaned against the brass headboard, grinning at them. Spying his semi-hard cock, still displayed in all its naked glory, she added in a sly tone, “And it seems to me you enjoyed fucking one of them yourself.”
Whack!
Mandy screeched in pained surprise. Damn, maybe she’d picked the wrong time to goad him about that.
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“What did you say, Mandy?” Hake’s callused hand slid over her sore cheek, at once soothing and aggravating the stinging.
Knowing she was getting more swats anyway, she tensed in anticipation and pushed harder. “I said, you really got off on fucking Joe, didn’t you, big man?”
Whack! Whack! Whack!
Fire raged over her buttocks and Mandy squealed, trying to grind her dripping mons against his thigh. Hake adjusted her on his lap, dropping her head closer to the floor and taking all her fun parts out of contact with his jeans. He knew she loved it when her ass was beet-red and blazing hot, and that she could come very easily from rubbing her pussy and breasts against the rough denim while he spanked her.
She braced her hands against the floor for balance. “Hake, please!”
Whack! “Please what, Mandy?”
“Uh-oh, somebody’s ass is starting to glow like Rudolph’s nose,” Brent said from the doorway.
“Fuck me, please!” she screamed when another slap landed. “Please, I’m sorry, please!”
“That’s what I was waiting for,” Hake said, pulling her up. “Now, facedown on the mattress.”
Facedown? “But I want—”
“Now. And don’t move or I’ll get out the spoon.”
Oops. Time to do what he said. She had to be in a certain mood to enjoy the wooden spoon that had found its way into their toy cupboard, and right now she was so hyped up on adrenaline, there was no way she could relax enough to really get into it.
Sticking out her lower lip, Mandy crawled to the middle of the bed and settled on her stomach.
“Now put your hands on the headboard and keep them there.”
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Heart thudding, Mandy reached up and gripped the cold brass rail with both hands. The sounds of boots hitting the floor and a zipper sliding down made her bite her lip, and she breathed deeply, eyeing Joe’s hard-on with yearning.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get it all this time,” Joe chuckled before stepping out of her line of vision.
All of what? Whatever it was, it had to be good, and Mandy quivered with need.
Her ass burned like crazy and she shifted her hips against the fitted sheet, desperate for relief.
Whack! “Stop that and wait for it,” Hake snapped.
“Hurry up then!”
“Keep ordering me around and we’ll drag it out all night.”
Mandy buttoned her lip and closed her eyes, feeling the brass gradually warm under her hands. She lay there in a fever of anticipation while water ran in the bathroom and low masculine voices conversed in the hall.
Suddenly there were big, hard hands all over her, rubbing her feet, her legs, her back… Strong thumbs dug into her arches and she shrieked with need, grinding her forehead into the mattress. God, that had to be Hake—he knew just where to touch her to make her absolutely crazy.
“What’s the matter, Miss Mandy?” Brent drawled somewhere above her. “Don’t you want to relax?”
“No, I want to come!”
“All in good time.”
The mattress dipped beside her and a strong hand slid into her hair. Hake tugged her head up to meet his swollen cock. “My turn,” he said. “Nice and easy, now.”
He smelled delicious, like warm man and soap, and Mandy was too hungry to go nice and easy. She tried to gobble him up in one swallow, but Hake
Mandy dragged her feet. “What! Why?”
“You enjoyed fucking those guys way too much.” He sat on the edge of their king-sized bed and pulled her facedown over his lap.
“I thought that was the point,” she squeaked. Joe sat down on her side of the bed and leaned against the brass headboard, grinning at them. Spying his semi-hard cock, still displayed in all its naked glory, she added in a sly tone, “And it seems to me you enjoyed fucking one of them yourself.”
Whack!
Mandy screeched in pained surprise. Damn, maybe she’d picked the wrong time to goad him about that.
48
Carnal Harvest
“What did you say, Mandy?” Hake’s callused hand slid over her sore cheek, at once soothing and aggravating the stinging.
Knowing she was getting more swats anyway, she tensed in anticipation and pushed harder. “I said, you really got off on fucking Joe, didn’t you, big man?”
Whack! Whack! Whack!
Fire raged over her buttocks and Mandy squealed, trying to grind her dripping mons against his thigh. Hake adjusted her on his lap, dropping her head closer to the floor and taking all her fun parts out of contact with his jeans. He knew she loved it when her ass was beet-red and blazing hot, and that she could come very easily from rubbing her pussy and breasts against the rough denim while he spanked her.
She braced her hands against the floor for balance. “Hake, please!”
Whack! “Please what, Mandy?”
“Uh-oh, somebody’s ass is starting to glow like Rudolph’s nose,” Brent said from the doorway.
“Fuck me, please!” she screamed when another slap landed. “Please, I’m sorry, please!”
“That’s what I was waiting for,” Hake said, pulling her up. “Now, facedown on the mattress.”
Facedown? “But I want—”
“Now. And don’t move or I’ll get out the spoon.”
Oops. Time to do what he said. She had to be in a certain mood to enjoy the wooden spoon that had found its way into their toy cupboard, and right now she was so hyped up on adrenaline, there was no way she could relax enough to really get into it.
Sticking out her lower lip, Mandy crawled to the middle of the bed and settled on her stomach.
“Now put your hands on the headboard and keep them there.”
49
Robin L. Rotham
Heart thudding, Mandy reached up and gripped the cold brass rail with both hands. The sounds of boots hitting the floor and a zipper sliding down made her bite her lip, and she breathed deeply, eyeing Joe’s hard-on with yearning.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get it all this time,” Joe chuckled before stepping out of her line of vision.
All of what? Whatever it was, it had to be good, and Mandy quivered with need.
Her ass burned like crazy and she shifted her hips against the fitted sheet, desperate for relief.
Whack! “Stop that and wait for it,” Hake snapped.
“Hurry up then!”
“Keep ordering me around and we’ll drag it out all night.”
Mandy buttoned her lip and closed her eyes, feeling the brass gradually warm under her hands. She lay there in a fever of anticipation while water ran in the bathroom and low masculine voices conversed in the hall.
Suddenly there were big, hard hands all over her, rubbing her feet, her legs, her back… Strong thumbs dug into her arches and she shrieked with need, grinding her forehead into the mattress. God, that had to be Hake—he knew just where to touch her to make her absolutely crazy.
“What’s the matter, Miss Mandy?” Brent drawled somewhere above her. “Don’t you want to relax?”
“No, I want to come!”
“All in good time.”
The mattress dipped beside her and a strong hand slid into her hair. Hake tugged her head up to meet his swollen cock. “My turn,” he said. “Nice and easy, now.”
He smelled delicious, like warm man and soap, and Mandy was too hungry to go nice and easy. She tried to gobble him up in one swallow, but Hake
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