I pulled my dick out of her ass with a loud, wet pop. Penelope let out a sharp gasp at the sudden emptiness. But I didn't give her time to breathe. I grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her backward across the floor, her stomach scraping against the wood until she was positioned right at the base of the heavy, single-seater couch.
"Get up," I commanded, delivering a heavy, stinging slap across her bare ass cheek that left an instant, bright-red mark. "Put those fake tits on the cushions. Now."
She chuckled, a ragged, breathless sound, but she scrambled to obey. She dragged her upper body onto the cushion of the couch, her elbows digging in while her waist hung off the edge, her bare ass lifted high in the air, completely exposed and trembling. Her hotpants were tangled around one ankle, and her soaked tank top was twisted around her armpits.
