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The Business

... like my titties,” she said, “they’re not very big but they are growing, l read that swallowing lots of spunk makes your tits grow so mine should grow quickly,” she giggled. “Why don’t you take your trousers and pants off and l’ll take off my skirt and panties.”

He didn’t know how to stop himself, it was as if she was working him by remote control, he was completely under her spell.

He quickly removed his trousers and pants then looked up to see her standing naked before him.

“My god you are beautiful,” he said.

She turned her back to him.

“Do you like my bottom,” she said, “would you like to spank me, l would enjoy that.”

“O….over my knee?” He said.

“Yes,” she replied, “sit on that chair and l’ll bend over your knee, then you can spank me, you can do it hard, l don’t mind.”

His head was spinning, he wasn’t sure if this was real or was he dreaming. It was when he felt her body lying across his lap that he realised it was real. He placed his hands on her back, her skin was as smooth as silk, she was so warm, almost hot, her tummy resting on his cock. His hands travelled down her back to the perfect mounds of her bottom, he traced the cleft with his fingers all the way down and between her legs. She parted her legs and he used both hands to spread her buttocks, exposing the tight puckered anus. His finger circled that secret hole.

“You can fuck me there if you prefer,” she said, “but my cunt is very wet and you would slip inside so easily.”

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... hand returned to her bottom, kneading the firm mounds. He struck her, not hard but enough to make her moan.

“Mmmm that’s nice,” she said, “you can do it harder than that, l knew you liked my bottom when you patted it yesterday, did you dream of spanking me last night?”

“You’re a witch,” he said, striking her again, harder this time, and again she moaned, wriggling against his cock.

Three more blows followed, each one getting harder. He saw the alabaster skin on her bottom slowly turning red and he struck her again, this time she squealed and her body trembled.

“Oh you made me cum,” she giggled, “oooh that was so nice, would you like me to suck your cock now.”

He didn’t think he could last much longer, his cock felt as if it was burning a hole through her tummy.

“I have to fuck you,” he said.

“Oh yes please,” she said, “how do you want me, would you like me to bend over the chair and you fuck me from behind, you can do me harder and deeper that way.”

“My god, just do it,” he yelled, “l have to fuck you.”

She stood up and they exchanged places, Ginny lying across the chair, her bottom in the air, her legs spread wide.

“Just do it,” she said, “don’t try to be gentle, l need to feel the pain of you ravaging my tight pussy.”

He got behind her, his cock nestled between her labia.

“I can’t stop myself, it’s not my fault,” he cried, then plunged his cock into her, landing on top of her with full force.

“Oh god yes,” she cried as her body convulsed ...