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the heavens and guiding him. He said he would not trade the front row ticket when Silverio was on the card for anything, including the throne of a…
    “What are you doing?”
    The music faded and as it did, Manolo pulled out before either could climax.
    “What?”
    “If you won’t suck it, I’m gonna fuck your tits,” he announced.
    “What?”
    Lucinda was not prepared for Manolo to climb on top of her and insert his erect member between her two breasts.
    “Shove them together,” he ordered.
    Surprised by this, she did as told.
    “Tighter,” he reordered as he started to pump with his hips. As he did, the enlarged prick moved within the groove between her two tits.
    “This is weird,” she objected, but Manolo paid no attention to her complaints. Instead, he let fly with a chorus of grunts and howls, as his hot liquid shot over her neck, reaching all the way to her face and lips.
    “Yuck!”
    Manolo dismounted and stood by the bed, watching her wipe herself with a loose part of the bed sheet.
    “You made me come too soon,” he said crossly.
    Lucinda glared, not liking the treatment she had received. Little did she know how she would hate what was to be forced upon her next.
    “You’re going to be punished for that.”
    “What?” Lucinda asked, with apprehension building.
    “Baby’s gonna get her ass beat.”
    “Nooooooo!” she cried. “Not again!”
    “First you wouldn’t suck my dick, and then you made me come too soon. So you’re going to get it with…”
    Glancing about, his eyes fell upon a plastic hairbrush on the dresser.
    “Noooo!” Lucinda screamed, but before she could resist, Manolo had it in his left hand, and with his right he was pulling her up to a standing position next to him.
    “Get across my lap,” he insisted. “Do it now. You’re going to get a harsh hair brushing punishment for being bad, just like a little girl.”
    “But I was already spanked today,” she objected. “I hate this.”
    “It’s not a matter of what you like, but what you need,” he countered. “Now get over my lap.”
    While her butt was still discolored from her earlier spanking, Manolo was merciless.
    “You’re going to be a lot redder when I’m done with you. You won’t be able to sit down without squirming.”
    The first brush blow landed hard in the center of Lucinda’s ass, and she jerked violently on impact with her mouth open in a silent scream.
    “Owwww,” she cried afterward. “That hurt.”
    “It’s supposed to hurt, idiot,” Manolo growled. “You’re being punished. This is going to go beyond just hurting badly. You’re gonna be raw down there.”
    He landed another furious series of strikes in short order, alternating between each ass cheek. Each blow brought a new shriek of anguish from his trembling target, and then the sobs came.
    “What are you crying for?” he lectured. “We aren’t even near being finished.”
    “Nooooooo…”
    “No, nothing,” Manolo interrupted. “This is what you get for disobeying me!”
    More blows came, and as they did, Lucinda continued to spasm and scream. The tone of her ass was shifting from pink to red, as angry blotches in the shape of the brush started to appear.
    “It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!”
    Manolo was laughing at her predicament. The bastard was laughing.
    “I’m sure it does. Now shut up and take it.”
    Another series of strikes came with more savagery than before. Lucinda kicked her legs and feet in an effort to relieve the pain, but her motions were futile.
    “Owwww…”
    Her pleas were now unintelligible wails, and even these failed to keep Manolo from his furious punishment.
    Moving downward, he started to work not on her buttocks, which now beamed with a hideous scarlet, but her upper legs, punishing them until they were red as well.
    “Are you sore yet?” he asked. It was a rhetorical question, for it was obvious she had to be.
    “Yes,” she managed to gasp out. “Stop it. I hate this.”
    “You need