Oh, no…please, no, please don’t… sss-spank me! Nooooooo….” And as she spoke she was turning in her seat, getting on all fours with her back to him, then reaching back and clamping the vibrator firmly between her legs before putting her missionary head down on her arms. Her voice became a muffled muttering: “….Noooo…please, not here…so ashamed…please don’t…” Her behind, now just inches away from where Bird was sitting, seemed to be quivering with anticipation, or maybe it was just the effect of the vibrator. Bird was now in full panic mode. Was she asking him to spank her by begging him not to? That certainly seemed to be the case, judging by her position. But what if he was wrong? So far she had been creating everything in her own imagination; maybe she was going to give herself an imaginary spanking and he was just supposed to continue watching. So tempting, though… It had always been one of his home made fantasies to have a girl over his lap with her skirt up, and this situation was way beyond that. He turned towards the silk-covered behind being held so invitingly in doggystyle the air, the wet spot in the crotch of her panties now practically dripping where the vibrator was being held in place. He raised his right hand, started to swing… …And amateur caught himself. This was crossing a line. If he actually touched her… If it wasn’t what she wanted… She’d asked him not to spank her, but… At this point she raised her head and began to whimper, “That’s so mean. I know you’re going to s-spank me, so just get it over with instead of playing with me like this, making me wait. Go on. I can’t stand it, go on!” Then she put her head down again. That was enough for Bird. He lifted her skirt off his lap, roughly folded it and ball licking tossed it onto the back seat. Then, taking a deep breath and looking around once more to be sure there was no one close by, he raised his hand again and this time let it fly. It landed on the right cheek of her behind with a smack that sounded really loud to Bird, even though the blow had been somewhat tentative. The effect on the blonde woman, however, was instantaneous: she hissed through her teeth, arched her back and began waving her behind back and forth as though trying to cool it off, which Bird found intensely arousing. The windows were still rolled up; they were both perspiring freely in the heated confines of the car, and the air was permeated with the smell of her arousal. "His hand felt my buttocks when he slid it from my waist" amateur she replied. Once she missionary got settled in and they had eaten dinner, she chatted about why she really wanted to come home and be with her mum and dad. Setting all that aside, he could see how Oberon doted on his child, and there could be no doubt that he loved Brock and Bridget both. He had no choice but to catch her as she jumped up into his arms, her boobs pressing into his chest. “Oh, it's so big. The visions of home made ball licking Daisy and Madelyn upset him, but nowhere near as much as it did with the pink haired girl. It probably came with the status kind of like a rote kind of formality. A year later, doggystyle the two middle girls moved on to get husbands and two more young ones came in to be with him. "No, that wouldn't work," said Elise. My cunt grew hotter. As it began to grow, she slipped her tongue against the base, petting the wet muscle against my balls.