Lindsay's Birthday Surprise For Bitch-Boyfriend

Lindsay kept the paddle heavy. Each crack met skin and rang through the small room, her boyfriend's skin already flushing red under her grip. He counted, breathless. When the last slap faded she told him to cover his eyes. The door clicked. Damion came out half-hard, one big fist already working his shaft, eyes locked on the girl he'd been promised. She dropped to her knees. The wet pop of her lips around Damion's cock mixed with the slick sound of her boyfriend pulling his own dick. Lindsay took him deeper, spit sliding down the length of it. She climbed up, angled herself, and slid down in one slow, greedy drop. Her moan hit the ceiling; she rode him fast, hips slapping, fingers digging into his shoulders until the orgasm shook her thighs. Damion bent her over the table, slammed back in, and fucked her with short, savage strokes that made her cry out. Behind them the boyfriend jerked like he was racing to finish before they did. Damion came with a grunt, thick ropes across her cheek, tongue, and tits. Lindsay pushed the warm load into her boyfriend's open mouth, fed him every drop she could scoop from her chest, watched him lick the rest off the floor. He swallowed every bit like it was cake. Best birthday he ever had.