Masturbation Monday No. 215 — Caught In His Web (Inspired by @sub_bee)

Harry’s arm was about her waist before he bent her over the coffee table. This was a familiar and comfortable position for Sabrina, and she settled into it with ease. She ran her hand over the side of her breast, and she felt a crack like lightning on her backside plus just a sliver of her pussy. She heard and felt the slight suction from how wet she was from his smack.
And then another one, catching still just another sliver of her pussy. She moaned even before she knew she was moaning, but she felt it vibrate through her body, and as he continued to spank her. Her breasts crushed to the glass of the coffee table, Sabrina tried not to wiggle underneath his punishment.
Was it even punishment?
He did not like her to play with herself when he was going to fuck her, and she had played with her breasts so he had smacked her. But he also knew that she loved to be spanked while he was fucking her so it was just super intense foreplay. Each smack catching that sweet bit of her pussy, making her moan and almost beg him to fuck her. But she knew if she begged him, he would never give her what she wanted. So she eased into his hand caressing her ass, and a sense of security before—
CRACK!
Another slap like lightning and he still caught her wet labia. Sabrina bit her lip so she would not cry out in pleasure and pain. Harry fingered her, and she knew what she was soaking wet. She could barely feel his finger in the puddle of her own come. Her own come, which Harry used to finger her asshole before he finally entered her.
Moving in such a way, she was afraid that she was going to break the glass of the coffee table, Sabrina tried to be delicate, but it felt too good. She lost control, and then out of the corner of her eye…out of the corner of her eye she saw Damaris looking at her. The door to Harry’s was cracked—how did she find them?—and Damaris played with herself as she watched her get fucked. Sabrina could smell Damaris’ heat above her own she was sure.
But she did not care. Harry was fucking her, and that was the only thing that mattered to her at that moment.
At any moment…

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