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One thing at a time… that’s all he could do at this point.
     
    Tyson started again rubbing all over her ass before he surprised her again with a quick smart tap to her other cheek. She was pushing up on her toes to lift her ass higher in the air, and that was all the invitation he needed to give her more of what they both wanted.
     
    The taps were quick as he went from one cheek to the next trying to even up the color of her left and right butt cheek. It felt like he was playing an instrument because she yelped with every tap. Each and every one of them. He stopped because he felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest, and her bumping around on his lap was better than any lap dance he’d ever gotten.
     
    She moaned when he paused to get himself in check, but then she spread her legs and started rocking her hips against him. He wasn’t sure, but he figured she wanted a little more action on her pussy so he peeled down her panties leaving them around her knees, and she opened her legs even wider to either get more relief or show off her sexy pussy. He cupped her mound to see how effective these swats were in getting her to the point where he could slide in easily. Using two fingers, he slid into her wetness and groaned when she fucked them like he’d inserted his cock.
     
    Soaked. Ella’s juices dripped over his fingers, and he couldn’t stop the thrust of his hips to relieve some of the ache. Using his wet fingers, he opened up his pants and let his cock lay across his stomach. It wasn’t time for him to get relief, but his dick would be strangled to death if he didn’t do something.
     
    “Please, more,” she moaned, sounding like the late night sex workers trying to get you to say more for their $2.99 per minute charge. Each time he smacked her sweet cheeks, it seemed to affect both of them, and he didn’t know how much longer he was going to be able to spank her without release. Her bottom was bright pink, and he rubbed his palm over her smooth skin as she rotated her hips to get relief anyway she could. Her buns were warmer than they were when he first started, but it had nothing on the inferno that was going on in his pants.
     
    “Get up,” he said in barely more than a whisper. He was so stimulated it felt like if the current in the air changed too quickly, he’d come in his pants like a boy with his first taste of a woman. Fuck if that was going to happen. He wanted to be inside her when he erupted.
     
    She moved quickly, shedding all her clothes in the time it took for him to get his cock out and sheathed in a condom. Without having to be told, she was face down and ass up on the couch waiting for him to enter her. Taking a moment to just look at the pretty picture she presented, he tried to calm himself down or this would be over as soon as it started. He heard her moan and was brought out of his thoughts wondering how long he’d stood there slowly stroking his hard cock while his gaze caressed her body.
     
    It would have been easy to enter her and fuck her hard and fast. That would give them what they both wanted, but he needed something different… something more. He slid the head of his cock along the seam of her pussy bumping her clit with the head of his cock before he slid the tip to her wet entrance. She rocked back to meet him, but he  only inserted enough for her to know he was there. Just the tip got the chance to enter her, and it was like he was teasing himself more than he was teasing her.
     
    “Why are you waiting? Is this a punishment?” She said it with a laugh, but he knew there was some part of her that figured he was going to draw this out because he was upset with her.
     
    “I would never use sex as a punishment. Is that why you offered me your ass to spank?” Since she started the conversation about punishment, it was fair that he ask a few questions of his own.
     
    “No. I’ve never tried it, but I’ve thought about it and figured now would be as