Hawk flicked Cara’s erect nipples back and forth with the tip of his finger, and she bucked under his touch as a throaty moan escaped her. Hawk, pinching her right nipple, captured her other one between his teeth. He sucked and bit while she squeezed her thighs together. Cupping her breasts in his hands, Hawk tugged at her nipples as he brought his knee up against Cara’s swollen pussy. As she ground her mound into his knee, he felt her lower body tighten with each rub, lick, and bite. Throwing her head back, she panted and moaned, “Oh, yes, that’s good!”
Seeing her contort and writhe against him excited Hawk. He’d guessed she was a passionate woman, but he hadn’t even begun to touch her and she was exploding. As he hugged her, her panting subsided and her breathing returned to normal. Hawk’s enormous bulge pressed against her stomach, and Cara raised her head up at him and smiled. Unbuttoning his shirt, she marveled at his well-built, tattooed chest. When she spotted the gold nipple ring shining under the florescent lights, surprise registered on her face before she looped the ring around her fingernail, tugging it. Hawk moaned. When she kissed his chest, flicked her tongue over his nipples, and tugged on the piercing with her teeth, Hawk twisted in her arms, bent to her head, and whispered against her hair, “Fuck, babe, that feels good.”
Her plum-tipped fingernail traced down his chest, over his stomach, landing on the waistband of his jeans. She cupped his hardness, stroking it through the denim material as Hawk breathed in through his clenched teeth. When she pulled his zipper down further, he whirled her around, his mouth close to her ear, demanding, “Tits and stomach on the desk.” His right leg between her legs, he nudged her forward, bending her over with her boobs and stomach flat on her desk and her ass up.
Hawk leaned over her, taking her arms and spreading them out. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, “I’m gonna fuck your sweet pussy, baby. I’ve wanted to do this since I first saw you. Do you want me to fuck your pussy?”
Cara’s legs were shaky, her mound dripping wet. She grunted.
“Babe, I can’t hear you. Do you want me to fuck your pussy with my cock?”
“Uh-huh,” she breathed.
“Counselor, it’s a yes or no question. Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes!” she yelled out. “Stop the talking and start the fucking.”
“Fuck, babe, you’ve got a mouth. For that, I’ve got to spank that sweet ass of yours.”
“What? Did you say spank?”
“That’s right, babe. I can’t wait to spank your pretty little ass.” He saw her thighs quiver.
Hawk moved in close behind her, unzipping and pulling her skirt down as she lifted one leg and then the other so he could toss it aside. He stood back and took her in, unable to believe how gorgeous she was. Cara’s tits were smashed against the desk, her sexy round ass pointing up, and her sweet sex glistening. Her thigh-highs, purple panties, and high-heeled black pumps were the only things she had on. He almost shot his load just looking at her.
Ripping off her panties, Hawk ordered, “Spread your legs.” Cara opened them more and Hawk placed his leg between hers, stretching them even wider and fully exposing her pussy. She looked over her shoulder at Hawk, her gaze burning with desire.
He traced her lower back tattoo with his finger. Ever since he’d seen a hint of it, he’d been fantasizing about it. A curly-Q tribal tattoo, it was done in black ink with red and yellow flowers and butterflies intertwined around the design. He leaned over and kissed it. “Hot ink job, babe.” Cara’s skin quivered as Hawk traced her tattoo, pinched her ass, and brushed her strip of pubic hair.
As he stroked Cara’s pussy with his finger, he said hoarsely, “Fuck, babe, you’re so wet for me.” When he squeezed her swollen lips and her hardened nub, Cara’s ass wiggled and her thighs tried to clench together, but Hawk held them apart. While he fondled and pinched her ass cheeks, he kept stroking her pussy, even as he knelt down and placed his lips on her ass. “Your ass was made for spanking.”
He massaged the cheek, kissed it, nipped it, and then smack. Cara’s ass jumped off the desk, her body tightening with the stinging pain. But as Hawk licked and kissed the red area, he felt her relax under his touch, the pain subsiding into pleasure as she moaned. Each time he slapped her sweet, round ass, Cara’s mound became wetter, his fingers soon dripping from her juices. His luscious babe loved to have her butt spanked. The red marks he made on her ass made his cock throb and pulse in dark desire. As he caressed her ass, he separated her swollen lips and slowly put his index finger into her wet depths. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Does it feel good, babe?”