" Shut up, young lady, you need to learn when to speak and when to listen,now is the time to listen."He shoved my head down and my ass up over his lap... he SMACKED my bottom,WHACK. My butt burned after than one, it was the hardest I had ever beenhit in my entire life, well until about five seconds later WHACK.Another blow rang down across my bottom, shockingly hurting more than thefirst one. I was at this point on the verge of tears after only twostrikes. Hoping my spanking would soon come to. Her tyre hit the kerb and she slammed the brake on. "Police. Call the Police," she shouted as the figure peered into the car."Ahh what dya want. Other than tryin' to kill me."Margaret focused on the man – PC Iain Kennedy – and she shrieked. "Get in." What dya want?" Get in," she yelled. "He's got Annabel." Ahh ... who?"Margaret hit the horn. "Get in, Christ's sake. I've been shot at."Iain opened the door and he had barely put a foot inside when she accelerated fiercely, causing him to swear at. Getting so deep inside her was an awesome feeling. I rubbed it over there for a while. She was in extreme pleasure. Her sexy facial expressions forced me to fuck her hard. I started moving it back and forth and gave her pleasure she deserved. Her boobs bounced and my cock hit her hard with each push. I was feeling like in heaven. She was moaning and saying, “Oh fuck”. I increased the speed and soon exploded inside her. She also wrapped her legs around mine and climaxed. I collapsed on top of. Ever since he had moved in next door to her, Jayden Watson lovedwatching Wendy Baxter walk to church. To be fair, he loved watchingWendy Baxter do almost anything. But Sundays were special because shedressed for church where she sat with Mrs Delores Edwards and enduredthe liturgy just so they could go for tea together after the service.Wendy Baxter always wore a tight figure-hugging suit with a skirt thatwas not immodest but it was moulded to her buttocks and thighs with ahem that flirted.