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“If adorable you want to keep your job, drop your pants and bend over my desk.” Grant said coldly. With a sniffle, wishing he was anywhere but there, Ian shivered as he unbuckled his slacks. Letting them drop to his perky ankles. “Unimaginative. White cotton briefs?” Grant scoffed. “That’s what a little boy would wear.” It’s what Ian had always worn. He bent over his boss’s desk. Resting on his elbows, much Hardcore like his wife did on the ping-pong table. His ass presented to his boss. Ian let out a meek little grunt with each stinging strike, more like a whine. He hadn’t been so girlfriend humiliated in a long time. Grant’s strong hand firmly paddled his round sissy ass. If Ian was a real man he wouldn’t stand for such treatment. Instead tears freely trailed down his cheeks as he gasped to each stern blow. “You enjoyed it Ian.” Grant chided when he finally stopped. The sissy amateur shook his head, no. “Your peanut bump says otherwise.” The bigger man slid a hand between Ian’s thighs. The weeping man clenched them, but was unable to stop Grant’s fingers from lightly, almost lovingly, caressing Ian’s little hard-on. “If you are going to enjoy it, I will have to get more inventive. My fingernails clawed his back. “It would amateur be better than hollering halfway across the room,” Blondie said. He also adds that his wife tells him that the Hawk is hot on the perky weekend since the electronic a/c is turned off. But for some reason Chelsea could never bring herself to mention spanking, and David never did, so it remained what Chelsea Hardcore told herself was a tiny and insignificant lack in their otherwise magnificent sex life, not at all important. “Hi Al!” Then to Katie, “Get yourself tenderized, girl. "You're serious," she whispered. My balls now lay hanging in their dark sack, nursed on and covered in shiny spit, Laura giving each now girlfriend spit covered nut a deep kiss of affection. I couldn’t see who but someone was adorable attaching some pumps to my breasts and teased and tortured them for a while. “But this was Ms. Bred 2019, the first time the beauty pageant was ever held. I suckled hard, my lusts on the verge of exploding through me. I groaned, suckling hard and... Just let it happen naturally.” Gina said, then hugged her friend. His erect penis was harder than he ever remembered it and he looked at his mother's reaction as she studied his manhood. I take care of all the behind the scenes stuff here.”