Ginger Submissive Receives A Spanking

He pulled back, wiping his face, grinning like an idiot, both of them dazed and buzzing. She fucked him faster, nails wiggling in his face, taunting him. “Holy shit,” she muttered, wrapping her hand around him. “You okay?” she asked, voice soft, catching him staring at her hand. “Fuck, Sophie,” he groaned, shifting so she could see it better, the head already glistening with a bead of pre-cum. But she wasn’t done playing—she wanted him inside her. Some random horror flick. She didn’t notice—or maybe she did, because her eyes flicked to his, lingering a second too long. She slid her hand to his thigh, nails grazing through the denim, and he twitched. He groaned, hips jerking, and hot spurts of cum shot over her hand, dripping down those red nails.