Chapter 442 A Special One Night Stand:>Ep23

• Touring the main floor didn't take much longer. Julie took some pictures for Victoria, although I'm not sure why. When we got downstairs and to the washing machine, Julie told me to take off my dress. "I think you've slutted around in that long enough," she opined. Into the washer it went leaving me naked before her. She quizzed me about having sat on the washer during the spin cycle. I had not. I had not even thought of that, but I knew I would be imagining it now. As we walked back toward the stairs, Julie commented about the ping pong table. I said I'd never played. She asked if they left paddles. I couldn't imagine her wanting to actually play, but I grabbed the paddles I had put into a box. Julie held the paddle and examined it. "This will do," she said. "Let's go back up to the living room." I followed behind her, confused about her plan. OK, I was still naive, but her plan was perfectly obvious when she sat on the couch and told me to lay across her lap.
• She put her left hand on the small of my back and guided me to scoot around to get into position with my clit pressed against her knee bone. Then she told me Victoria had told her I liked getting spanked, just as the first blow with the paddle struck my right butt cheek. The sting was much more painful than Victoria's hand had been last night. I shouted out, "Ouch!" Julie didn't seem concerned. She struck me again. This time wasn't as shocking, but I still cried out in pain. What I didn't do was anything to stop her. When she hit my left butt cheek, it wasn't as firm, probably because of her arm position, and it gave me a chance to wiggle against her knee a bit. That was nice.
• The smacks were loud, my tears and shrieks were real, but so was the warmth spreading to my pussy. Riding her knee felt good and eventually she did slide a finger into my boiling furnace. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of making me beg to cum from her spanking. Whether she would have fingered me better instead of beating my ass if I had, we'll never know. She did start hitting me harder. I think she was testing my willpower. I was determined to win. At some point she put down the paddle, wrapped her left hand around my neck and started finger fucking me instead of just teasing me.