Slowly you place the glass of wine on the edge of the fireplace. Again, Scarlett bites her undelip, blushes. Her butt, inside that crackling leather, lures in front of you. With both hands you grab both cheeks. How firm her butt feels. Scarlett moans. Rouchly, you slap her right cheek. a loud slap echoes through the appartment.
"Ah!' she exclaims, arching her back some more, closing her eyes.
Greedily you start fondling her cheeks through the leather of her black-widow outfit. How firm and juicy her butt must be. Again, you slap her butt.
"Ouch!" Scarlett shouts, moving her head down, then up again, her green eyes looking into yours filled with both discomfort and excitement. Her face blushes.
You smile, stroking her bum, you do not want to hurt her, you want to please her, explore her. Gently you pat her left buttcheek.
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