As the spanking of both grannies proceeded, the college girls watching couldn’t help but make comments about how the huge dangling breasts of both g...annies swayed around and, because they were so large, could see that it meant that the granny could hardly see anything other than her own breasts. Of course, the girls who had been spanked themselves knew they could see the teacher’s upside-down legs and their own dangling under the far side of the chair, and wondered if the grannies were missing. That was my first gift. Doing it was asnatural as walking or breathing. Eventually I learned that I could take alump of clay, and I just knew what it needed to be. That was my secondgift. It wasn't just clay though. I could do that with nearly anything--clay, wood, stone flesh."As he finished, I stood before him naked. Most of my fantasies involvedrelationships with men, with me as a woman. I had never gone through withanything of that sort in real life though--partly from lack ofopportunity,. I am being sued for divorce by my husband Mark and he is threatening to ruin me in the divorce if I don't give him what he wants from it. You see, I am a wealthy woman. Not Rockefeller wealthy, but I don't lack for money. I got a very large inheritance from my father before he passed away a few years back. But because he passed away well after me and Mark got married, there was no prenup. There was no need for one because neither of us had a reason to make one. And now Mark wants "his fair. My ears strained for the sound of anybody coming along the track, then hearing nothing I tugged my swimsuit aside and exposed my soft puffy pussy to the open air. I'd trimmed the edges of my little bush before we went away, but the soft curly hair that still ran up the middle was becoming wet and matted from my dripping honey. Almost shaking with excitement I let my middle finger press gently between my lips and brush the tip of my sensitive clit.The sensation was even better than I'd expected..