We Spank In This Household

Holly Day's been crashing with Penny Barber and Ken Feels, acting like the world's most entitled house guest. Late to dinner, bitching about the food, zero help cleaning up—typical brat. Finally the couple snaps. They tell her she's going home. Holly's eyes go wide. She stammers an apology, claims she didn't know how shitty she sounded, then blurts out the deal-maker: they can even spank her if that's what it takes to let her stay. Penny and Ken exchange a glance, and sure, why the hell not. Holly proposed it. They put her over the kitchen table, first a few playful smacks, then harder, skin starting to pink. Shorts and panties hit the floor. Every crack of hand against bare cheek makes Holly's breath hitch. Everyone's getting hot under the collar. Ken steps up and drops his pants. Holly opens wide, taking him deep while Penny keeps tanning her backside. Drool slides down her chin with every thrust of his hips. When Penny climbs onto the table, Holly barely has time to gulp before Penny's pussy smothers her face and Penny grinds down, riding her mouth while she keeps spanking. Holly moans straight into that wet cunt, tongue working frantically as Ken fucks her throat and Penny's palm connects again and again. The kitchen fills with wet sounds, skin slapping, and three people who just decided rules don't apply tonight.