Sweat dripped from my face onto Kim's ass, making it slicker, her cheeks red from the playful smacks I'd been giving her. That "would you play the sub?" question I'd tossed out in the living room earlier had clearly stuck with her—she kept begging me to "punish her," to "make her learn her place as a slave." I wasn't deep into that kink, but her eagerness had me more than happy to oblige, smacking her ass with just enough sting to make her moan.
She was the last one on all fours, her short brown hair damp, her blue dress long discarded, her curves glowing under the lamplight. Jasmine lay face-first on the rug beside me, cum oozing from her pussy, her dark hair splayed, her breath heavy. Tessa sprawled on the couch, her long brown hair a mess, her pussy swollen, glistening with my cum from earlier.
