Since there were 14 guests in all, her knickers clad bottom was glowing red when they had finished with her. Most of them thought she would protest an... wiggle and plead for them to stop the punishment, but she found it was so exciting that she wetted her undies at least four times before they were finished with her. She pulled down her knickers in the privacy of her bedroom and saw in the mirror that her heart-shaped bottom was inflamed with the mark of heated spanking. Her skin was vibrant and. Pity, he did not belong to me. Alas, he had someone, but chose to come to men like myself, and we needed men like him every now and again. Gay, straight or confused!Ousting my emotions to the side, I girded my loins for the throbbing cock hitting all the right spots in my dark pink tunnel. Martin could not last too long, or he was going to do some damage to my pussy. My body moved with each heavy thrust, while my ass muscles gripped his cock before releasing him to strike again. He stabbed in. So I am planning on going to the New Years Eve festival at Civic Square, and see what pans out after. So I dressed slutty and silly. I wore a black singlet that barely covered my belly button (no bra underneath), a white very skimpy mini-skirt (that just covered my buttocks), with fishnet stockings, a black g-string, a pair of pink sandals, black leather fingerless gloves, along with an elf Santa hat, my hair tied in pig-tails. It was a hot humid overcast looking night. After the fireworks. How could I leave her? Shouldn't soulmates grow old together and live long, fulfilling lives with each other? This just wasn't fair!After the tenth day, I'd still received no word. I couldn't wait any longer and called the doctor's office. They couldn't find the paperwork and asked for some time to search their records and make some phone calls to find out what had happened. Two days later, I still hadn't received any information so I called again. They said they'd talked to the lab and there'd.