"Upstairs"
Just one word, but it is one of my favorite ones.
I dashed up the stairs, laughing and trying to outrun him as he tried to swat me.
I made it to top before he grabbed my robe sash and pulled me to the floor. Still laughing, I tried to crawl away. He pushed my head down to the floor, his other hand still holding me by the sash, but as soon as he let go with one hand to try to lift my robe, I popped up and tried to crawl away. He yanked me back, pushed my head hard to the floor, shoved me into a head down/ass up position. He smacked me a few times, and I stayed in place this time as he lifted the back of my robe, exposing my wet pussy.
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Very nice!
ReplyDeleteA very promising start...
ReplyDeleteThanks Kitty, I kind of ran out of time, then decided to just stop there. There was more to the story, but I don't know, I'm feeling vague.
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