Page 214 of Marcello

As I turned around, his fully hard cock brushed against my side and belly.

I smiled as I began to gently caress it. “Looks like somebody got over his paranoia.”

“Yup – and now somebody gets a spanking.”

I giggled, delighted, and turned around to show him my ass. “I’ve been a bad, baaaad girl.”

“Yes, you have,” he growled, his voice thick with lust –

And he pushed down on my shoulder so I had to bend over.

My hands reached out and grabbed a marble column to support myself.

SMACK!

“Oh!” I cried out.

There was a slight sting on my ass cheek –

But something deep between my legs jiggled from the impact, turning me on even more.

Add to that the thrill of doing something scandalous, and I got even wetter than I would’ve thought possible.

Holy SHIT, that’s hot…

Then I felt his finger slide between my legs and lightly brush against my pussy.

“Oh fuck…” I moaned…

Just as he spanked me again.

SMACK!

My head dangled lower and I cried out, overcome by the rush of pleasure and pain.

“You’re bad,” he growled.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“You sucked my cock in a church.”

“Yes,” I moaned.

Suddenly I felt something swollen and hot press against my pussy:

The head of his cock.

Not enough to part my lips…

Just enough to tease me.

“You deserve to be punished,” he grunted –

And a second after his cock retreated, I felt that erotic sting again.

SMACK!

“OH!” I cried out, unable to stifle my voice.