Having finished with cosmetics, Katka in thongs and in a topic through which excited nipples shone through, came out of the bathroom, straightening her hair, which was still slightly damp and curling over her shoulders. I walked along the corridor, entered the room, and froze for a couple of seconds in surprise.

In the middle of the room stood Vova, in which the mother gave birth, with her arms slightly apart, in a greeting gesture. A faint grin played on his face, and it was all a bit unusual. He was very well built, fit and strong, his chest muscles and chiseled press made his body sexy and attractive.

- I do not insist on anything. Do not think that I am hurrying you, - he laughed complacently, examining Katkina's expression on his face.

She made up as he wanted, as vulgar as possible. The lips were bright red from the lipstick, big dark eyes with long eyelashes, seemed even more, well standing out because of the black mascara and shadows. Makeup made her features expressive, extending her cheekbones. On her neck was already seen so ordinary black leather collar with a shiny ring for a leash.

- On the one hand, you look like a slut who puts himself on display, - Vova approached Katka a bit from the side, his cock began to rise, - on the other hand, it all looks quite nice. And do these cute girls really fuck too? And do not play with them in the dolls, for example?

One of his hands had already penetrated Katka under a T-shirt, his chest, and the other in a businesslike manner, lay down on his rounded buttock, penetrating under the elastic of his pants to the crotch.

- Fuck! And how! - half a whisper and somehow innocently answered Katka. Her features softened instantly. She reached out to kiss him - and, play ... also ... like with dolls, - added Katka, a second before their lips merged in a hot choking kiss.

Vova attracted her to her. In one motion, he lowered Katkina's thongs to her knees, pawing her protruding ass. Assertively, coarsely squeezing her elastic buttocks, brazenly fingering her anal and cunt. Slapped her on the wriggling ass, savoring.

Katka, with an imperceptible movement, caught his dangling member, starting to skillfully nadrachivat. Cooking it for yourself, feeling like a member hardens with every second and pours strength. The same merciless member that she today will idolize and humor, in front of which she will cringe, and who will do whatever he wants.

- Take off your shirt, bitch! - in a quiet voice ordered her Vova.

And that was what she most wanted. These strict, peremptory male orders that must be obeyed and hurry to perform. Under which, her soul went to the heels. Making it so small, pliable and not decisive.

She took off her shirt, exposing her protruding small chest, and Vova, having intercepted the shirt, threw her aside. Thongs, too, had already moved down from their knees and fell to the floor, leaving Katka completely naked.

Vova took her hair, gathered them in a tight tail, pulled back a little. He brought three fingers to Katka’s lips, which she, having pulled back a little and took in her mouth, began to suck diligently, closing her eyes. Without ceasing to jerk off to him a member, squeezing him with gentle fingers.

“Silly nipple,” Vova pointedly observed with undisguised interest how Katka sucks his fingers, “I’ll take care of you today.”

She stood completely naked stretched out along the chin, slightly leaning forward. Heart pounding in anticipation of further. I sucked my fingers as carefully and gently as I could, tightly wrapped their lips. I felt that they were looking at her.

Vova pulled her hair down, and she quickly knelt, showing submissiveness, ready to do everything that was required of her. Her face was right in front of a dangling member, so attractive and desirable.

- Hands behind your back, rubbish, - Vova indulgently patted her cheek, continuing to hold tightly to her hair.

She was on her knees, arched, legs spread wide, looking at him with wide eyes from bottom to top. Chest stood forward, bare ass stuttered. And after a moment, catching the approaching dick with her lips, Katka began to suck on him greedily, trying to swallow herself as deeply as possible. Putting his fucking mouth on him and caressing his dick over the entire length, smacking and savoring. Holding hands behind his back, as she said.

“This week you acted badly, didn’t try, was naughty, I didn’t like it,” Vova slowly said this, continuing to hold Katka by her hair and controlling the diligent movements of her head, which immediately sped up.

She felt that now the verdict would be read to her, a sharp arrow of fear and anticipation passed to the lower abdomen and there she poured heat and languor, forcing her ass several times. And so that she no longer does, nothing can alleviate her fate. This inevitability was incredibly exciting and exciting. And she continued to suck dick so skillfully and diligently, as if he were the last in her life.

“You were a bad girl, and bad girls are punished.” They are tied to a bed and pranked with a belt over a bare ass until they begin to squeal and whine like the last bitches, asking for mercy ... They are not spared or listen to their squeals.

Katka has everything inside squeezed. And the more she wanted to be used, tortured and fucked as her master needed. So that she does not control anything, but only feel next to the one who will morally destroy her.

“And you deserved it so that you would be fought like a schoolgirl who got a deuce.” It will teach you to understand everything from a half-word and be obedient, spreading your legs at the click of your fingers, substituting holes. Get up!

Katka rose to her feet, licking her lips. And Vova took her hand and led her to the bed. He sat down, pushing his leg back and, pulling the naughty Katka towards him, easily laid her across his leg, to the top with his ass. There was already a belt prepared for her on the bed.

Ottopyrenny ass was beautiful and rounded, with elastic skin. The mocking anus was not protected by anything in the perineum, peeking between the butt apart. Katka Vova has not been kicked in the ass for the first time, and she was well aware that the pain would be quite portable and adequate. She also understood very well that this ass is going to be fucked today, so Katka wanted everything to look as effective as possible.

Vova firmly holding Katka by the waist, so that she could not twitch, took the belt, swung and struck Katka on the ass for the first time. Stretched, Katka clung to the blanket, clenching it with her fists, and moaned softly. Behind the first blow was the second, third ... The spanking began. Katka moaned more and more, bent over Vova’s leg and firmly held by his strong arms. On her ass, with each blow, there were red stripes. Nobody considered her, nobody asked her about anything, her body was simply used as they wanted in the most explicit way possible. And she was very happy about it, revealing. She, internally, always wanted to be forced, beaten on the ass, spoke harsh words, fucked hard and used not the limit of possibilities. And so it happened, her violence was very exciting.

“Get a slut,” once again, the belt struck Katka in the ass with a sweep.

“Ayaaaaaaaa,” she moaned once again, her legs instinctively twitching, trying to bend down.

“You'll know next time,” the belt again hit her hard on the pope. Then hit again and again ...

“Aaaaa, I will be an obedient girl, aaaa,” tears came out of Katka’s eyes, and she fidgeted on Vovan’s leg while continuing to squeeze the blanket with her hands, crying plaintively.

- On, get more! Do not pretend! - Vova stripped her belt on the ass, walking with a shake in front of him. And from it from it all the member more strongly arose.

Spanking Katka gave him pleasure.

- Aaaaaa, I will always do, it is not necessary! - Katka’s writhing ass was already burning, but everyone continued and smacked her, not listening, - I am yours and only yours!

- Here's another bitch! - belt with ringing ...