His cock felt like it was engorged to the bursting point as the pain-crazed girl convulsed in his lap. With each blow, the girl kicked and her soft belly slid over his cock. The man could hardly stand it. He smacked her soft, quivering ass flesh again and again.Vicki's ass repeatedly cringed under the falling blows. Gradually, it seemed to her that she was not getting hit as hard as before. But the sound of the smacks was just as loud, and each swat still landed with bone-jarring force. Slowly, it dawned on her that the blows were not getting softer; her ass was getting numbed by the pain. Still, she cried, sobbing and moaning for him to stop. It was more than she could bear. Her parents had not spanked her in years.As the pain lessened, the girl felt the hard bulge under her belly. She had forgotten about it in her previous anxiety. Now she could feel it rubbing along her flesh each time she jerked from a swat. She realized that the man was filled with lust, maybe as much as she. I didn't know."He looked pained, and started walking away."I'm sorry!" I called after him. He shrugged, but didn't look back. Icouldn't figure out why he was so upset. Yes, Emily and I had left himwithout someone to go with, but he was a good looking guy. I was sure hecould ask a number of different girls and get a 'yes' from them.I was distracted all through Study Hall, and when Ethan showed up at mycar after school he barely made eye contact with me. He hardly said a wordto me on the way home and for the next couple of days. I was reallyworried about him, and I didn't know what to do.Finally, on Wednesday, Jane told me that Ethan had asked her to the dance,and I hoped that would bring him out of his funk. He smiled at me afterschool, which made me happy, but I knew he still felt betrayed. I neverwould have said yes to Paul's invitation if I knew that it would strainour friendship this much.---"Maybe he wanted to go with you," Emily said while we were trying on thedresses that Avalon.
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