I CAN SEE THEM

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Without warning, I flipped her onto her stomach over my lap

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Without warning, I flipped her onto her stomach over my lap. "Count," I ordered, delivering another firm spank.

"One," she hissed.

"Who do you belong to, Rose?" I asked.

Spank.
"Two... Y-you," she stammered."You what?" I pressed.

Spank.
"Three... I belong to you, Adhiraj," she said, her voice breathless.

Spank.
"Good girl. Will you ever lie to me?" I asked, my voice a mix of sternness and tenderness.

"N-no," she replied, her voice shaking.
I spanked her one last time and then gently straightened her, pulling her close.

I unzipped my pants, already feeling the pressure from how tight they were. "Suck," I commanded, my voice firm but low,her eyes widening slightly with a mix of apprehension and curiosity.

"Do it like my good girl, Rose," I said, spanking her breast lightly. The hesitation in her eyes was palpable, but eventually, she nodded, surrendering to the moment. I could tell she was inexperienced, but that only made me more eager to teach her everything.

I grabbed a handful of her hair, guiding her closer with a firm grip. "You feel like heaven, Rose," I groaned, lost in the sensation.

It didn't take long for me to climax, much faster than usual. Her presence alone was enough to make me lose control. "Swallow," I commanded, not wanting a single drop wasted, and she obediently complied.

I wiped her mouth, admiring her as she knelt before me. "You're mine, only mine," I said, my voice possessive as I grabbed her neck and pulled her into a deep kiss.

With a satisfied sigh, I made her sit on my lap, relishing the intimacy of the moment.

I slid my hands between her thighs, feeling the heat radiating from her.

"So wet for me, hmm?" I whispered, kissing her neck softly.
As I entered my fingers into her, a small scream escaped her mouth.

"Fuck you're so tight, baby girl," I murmured, continuing to lavish attention on her neck, my kisses alternating between tender and possessive.

My fingers moved within her with increasing intensity, and her screams grew louder, mingling with the sounds of her ragged breathing. A tear slipped from her eye, and I kissed it away, savoring her vulnerability and the trust she have on me.

Her climax built rapidly, and with a soft scream, she came, her body shuddering violently from the intensity of it. Her breathing grew rapid and shallow, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.

I licked my fingers, staring straight into her eyes. Her face flushed a deep crimson, and she lowered her gaze, snuggling into my chest. I couldn't help but giggle at her bashfulness.

"Shut up," she muttered, her voice muffled against me.

"Am I the first and only man to touch you, Rose?" I asked, already knowing the answer from the way she had responded to my touch.

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