He flips her onto her stomach, his arm hooking under her hips to lift her ass high.
He paused for a moment, simply looking at her dripping cunt. His finger swiped her entrance, landing on the puckered hole. He used his thumb to press inside. He watched as her body twitched and her juices slid down her thigh.
Visha eagerly pushed back, wanting more. He removed his thumb, opting to rub his palm against her ass before giving it a smack. Visha gasped at the surprising crack against her ass cheek.
She whimpered as the pain-pleasure settled. She pushed back against his palm that was now resting on her ass. Uri lifted his hand, smacking the other cheek as well. The gasp Visha let out was music to his ear.
Visha felt the smack, and her body could help but coil with pleasure. Her fingers gripped the fur under her.
