Kara did not miss the way Hallbjorn kept looking at her behind. It reminded her of a shark locking onto its prey, and it sent a thrill through her. She came to the conclusion that she loved that little bell, and would buy many more panties that had them. The look that Hallbjorn kept giving her made Kara feel like lava was flowing through her veins.<br/><br/>As she stood on her toes atop his feet, her gaze lowered to his perfect lips. Kara could feel that rumble all through her body, and soon she could feel her pulse between her thighs. Her breath hitched when his hands moved to her backside. Kara had never realized just how much she would love the feel of his rough palms covering her butt.<br/><br/>Then Hallbjorn began flicking her bell, and Kara thought that the tables were about to be turned on her. When he lifted her up to drape her shoulder, Kara laughed with surprise, and more then a little delight. This was nothing like when he'd carried her in this fashion before. Now his hot, rough hand was rubbing the silky skin off her rear, and Kara's eyes drifted shut at the sensation.<br/><br/>She just barely registered his words when his hand slapped her bottom. Kara yelped with shock at what he'd just done, and then groaned at how delicious that sting on her bottom felt. But Hallbjorn was not finishing spanking her. The bell on her panties chimed with each contact his hand made with her flesh, and she would have cursed the traitorous bell if she could have stopped gasping and showing just how much she liked what he was doing to her. She was sure that the imprint of his hand was on her rounded flesh. Being marked like that by him made her toes curl.<br/><br/>Before she knew it, she was face down on the bed. Kara scrambled up onto her hands and knees as Hallbjorn drew her thong to the side and cool air touched her heated flesh. Kara was about to look over her shoulder at Hallbjorn, when his big hand moved to her back and pushed her down onto the bed. She couldn't even move her hips with his grip on her there. It proved that he had absolute control of her, and Kara was determined to find some way to disobey, to be a bad girl.<br/><br/>But then his tongue was on her, and her thoughts scattered. Kara cried out as his tongue teased over her clit, then slid up between the glistening lips of her sex. When his tongue reached her tight rear hole, she would have come off the bed if not for his hold on  her. “Hallbjorn!”<br/><br/>What he was doing to her was such a wicked, naughty delight. The feel of his tongue tasting her there, even lapping at her little pink star drove Kara wild. She struggled to move, even though there was no where else she would rather be. His attention to that part of her body had her thighs trembling and her toes curling.<br/><br/>Kara's face was buried in the duvet. Thinking to tease him, she moved one of her arms beneath her and slid her fingers over her clit. But then Hallbjorn was pressing his tongue inside of her, and Kara's hand dropped. All thoughts of teasing him back were lost. She forgot how to breath. His tongue felt huge in that part of her as it stretched her tight rear hole a little wider with each thrust.<br/><br/>She trembled so hard that the bell started ringing again, but all she could hear was blood rushing through her ears. Hallbjorn's pace increased, and before she could even get over the shock of what he was doing, her body came apart into a million different pieces. Her tight rear passage squeezed around Hallbjorn's tongue again and again.  Kara's screams were muffled against the bed as her release took her over.