Yasmin

She was stronger, she knew that, but somehow it wasn't enough.

Yasmin had always prided herself on how tough her ass was, but it was red and stinging. The harder she thrust back into Rochel, the harder Rochel's ass slapped hers. She'd been paddled before, hell, she'd worked being paddled into one of her workout videos... but this was just too much.

She might have given up if it had been anyone besides Rochel Divine. That smug bitch that got her blackballed from the music industry, who flaunted her fatness on the magazines Yasmin should have been on the covers of...

The idea came to her in a flash.

Instead of thrusting back at Rochel, Yasmin pulled away, enough to get to her knees. And then she grabbed both of Rochel's ankles and pulled.

Rochel fell from a doggy style position to flat on the mat. And still holding onto her legs, Rochel began to fuck her from an on-top position.

Gravity did the rest. Rochel had no leverage to thrust back with, especially with Yasmin holding her legs.

"You, are, my, fat, stupid, CUM SLUT!" Yasmin screamed. She reached under Rochel's hips and scissored her clit with two fingers. Rochel's entire body shook as she orgasmed. "Just like you were last time and just like you'll always be!"

Too angry to even think about her own close orgasm, Yasmin ripped the dildo out of Rochel's ass and, wielding it like a whip, began to spank Rochel with it.

"Who's ass is getting whipped?! Say it! SAY IT!" The expression on Yasmin's face was as crazy as any ever seen on Becky Luv's.