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    Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 18)

     

    “That’s it Spencer I told you no more talking and here you are disobeying me over and over again, I think a punishment is in order,”

     

    “Punishment?”

    ”Yes you do know what that word is don’t you little girl,” I nodded my head.

     

    “But I thought I’d get to you know…uh…to you,” I stumbled out lowering my eyes as a blush started creeping its way up my body. My throat went dry as I heard her start laughing and I swear it was like an evil villain laugh from a fairy tale.

     

    “You make me cum, ha! Your just a baby Spence what could you possibly do for me huh?” I just stared at her not saying anything as tears started to crawl there way into my eyes, she slapped my thigh making me clench my teeth in pain, “I asked you a question…what can you do for me?”

     

    “N-nothing,” I choked out.

     

    “Aw is my wittle girl going to cry,” she laughed hard her whole body shaking and if I wasn’t scared out of my mind I’d laugh at how ridiculous she looks with a strap-on swinging back and forth with every deep breath of laugher she took.

     

    “Ashley stop…untie me!”

     

    She stopped laughing and I know I said something wrong, “Are you telling me what to do?” she asked coming over to me and slipping on what looked like a butterfly vibrator over my clit securing the straps in place around my thighs and hips, she turned it on low making my body shake in pleasure, she lowered her self down so she pressed against my sweaty skin the fake dick rubbing up and down my slit as her breasts pushed into mine. Her mouth inches from mine, “You will only cum when I tell you too…let go before and you’ll see how much of a bitch I can be.” she nipped at my bottom lip before bringing me into a heated French kiss.

     

    She pulled away with a glint in her eye, she reached between our bodies and shoved the strap-on back into me fucking me hard and fast, making the bed move with every thrust, pain and pleasure swept through me like fire burning my insides and melting them like lava. I was nearing the edge, my hips meeting ever push and pull as best as they could, “don’t stop…so close…”

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    1. i’m a little confused…and disturbed…pms and clear it up for me…i’m guessing that was just Spencers inner fears in some kind of day dream…well i’m hoping thats all it was actually…idk..pms!

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