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I spread my legs a little, letting him know I liked it. "And what color panties are we wearing tonight?" he asked, moving his hand up my thigh. "Uh... they're red," I mumbled. Then without thinking added, "Lace bikinis." He pulled his stool closer and rested his hand directly on my cock, then whispered in my ear, "A guy in panties makes my nine inches rock hard, and I'm getting there right now." I reached down and brushed my hand across the big bulge in his jeans, looking around to be sure nobody was watching. "Yes, I can see that. I bet Trish has fun with this." Yeah, she does and you can too, baby. I know you like it. Can I call you sometime?" He was making me so horny I was nearly breathless. "Yes, you can call me," I murmered. I stood and asked the bartender for a pen. While I was leaning over the bar writing my phone number on a napkin for him, he reached down and caressed one of my ass cheeks, gently kneading it with his hand. "Oh yes, this is nice." he whispered. "You really. "oooow Collin stop please" she said.SMACK ,SMACK ,SMACK.another three smacks across her bottom rung out."ahhhhhhh" danielle screamed as the stinging pain in the buttocks got worse,she kicked her legs out and thrashed under Collins hold."Collin stop now" she shouted."oh I see,you still insist on calling me Collin." he said" right pantys down".danielle couldn't believe what he just said" no please don't do that " she said.it was to late Collin grabbed the hem of the pantys and pulled them down to her knees.danielle felt so embarrest now,not only was her bottom bare and on show but she new he would see her damp pantys.SMACK,SMACK SMACK SMACK.danielle yelled out as her bottom wobbled to each blow of his hand.the warmth in her bottom worked its way to her pussy and danielle bit her lip as she felt it tingle .Collin stopped smacking danielles bottom and stepped back.he loved the look of that perfect rear sticking up and so red.he looked down at the pantys at her knees .what was this?a damp.
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