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“I only call you that when you need a good spanking.”

She screws up her nose. “You call me that all the time.”

“Exactly.” I chuckle. “You’re all fucking mine, and you’re fucking trouble all of the time, baby girl.”

She smiles so wide, I’m worried her pretty face might crack. Her hands wind around my neck and she rocks her hips, her sweet pussy hugging my dick.

“Jesus Christ, woman. You really are going to fuckin’ kill me.”

“Maybe, but you love it.”

“Yes, ma’am, I do. Now, slide that pretty pussy over my cock and ride me hard before I put you over my knee again.”

She grins and does exactly as I order. “Whatever you say, biker.”