I smacked the left cheek, then the right again, alternating, each one making her cheeks jiggle and clap around my cock. The red handprints deepened, glowing against her skin.
"Fuck… harder… make it sting… I want to feel it all day…"
I obliged, sharper, faster slaps, while my left hand kept working Minne's pussy, fingers pumping steadily, thumb circling her clit. Minne's moans grew higher, hips bucking against my palm.
Kayla sped up, sliding faster now, cheeks clapping louder, slick sounds filling the room. "You're so hard between them… so thick… fuck, I can feel every vein…"
I was close—balls tight, pressure building fast.
Kayla felt it too. "You're gonna cum, aren't you? Gonna paint my ass… do it… give it to me…"
"UGHH… fuck…"
