May I please cum?!?!” Brittany practically screamed. “I don’t know, that wasn’t very convincing. Porn “The fuck?! “But since you told me about this on the phone, I’m guessing this ISN’T my surprise?!” she tried to hide her excitement. “But you may NOT orgasm without permission. “What DO you want?”
Brittany paused, understanding now what Justin wanted. Not ‘okay’,” Justin continued. They quickly dug into the bounty, and were a few minutes into eating before either spoke again. Soon enough the teens were quickly unpacking the food and Justin grabbed a few Smirnoffs out the fridge. Justin was getting tired of all Brittany’s reflexive “defiance”, and he scolded her as he slammed the wooden paddle into Brittany’s still throbbing breasts. Brittany looked up at Justin, trying hard to contain herself as her second orgasm quickly started to build.
