Pound Town or Ticklish Posterior?

She rubbed your red peaches making you quiver, whimper and moan. “Stephanie put you through your paces, didn’t she? Did you like being spanked?” She paused and gave you a gentle slap. You grunted from the heat to your burning rear. “Well?” “A-at first. Then too much. Then…then she pounded my butt.” “Did you like having your ass taken to Pound Town?” she asked, raking her nails over your bum, making you squeal. “Answer.” she commanded as she wriggles and scratches those tender cheeks. You burst into hysterics. Oh how it tickled!

Even those it was blazing, your nerves still reacted with involuntary howls of mirth as she continued the treatment. “What about tickling? Do you like having your tush tickled?” You shook your head frantically. “No to tickling, but yes to pounding?” she continued. You nodded, exactly frantic. She paused and pulled you on top of her, massaging your back. Your laughter dissolves to moans. “You like being dominated, Blair?” You nod as she reached your shoulder. “Then ask me to pound you.” She stop as you whimper. “Well?” She grasps your ribs as you squeal. “Well?” she repeats, tweaking them, making you screech. She stops as you desperately cry our. “I LOVE YOU POUNDING ME!!!! POUND MY ASS INTO THE GROUND AND MAKE ME DUST FROM CUMMING!!!” your comments surprise you both as she laughs “As you wish!”