SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. “Ten, eleven, twelve. It warms my bottom and it makes me sexually excited, so I guess I like them, but the spankings give me ... sore bottom.”“They are suppose to make your bottom hurt,” Cindy said.SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. “Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen.”“Well, your bottom is just starting to turn red. Here’s your last four.”SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. “Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty.”Then Jane said, “Clyde, thank Cindy for spanking you, then get up and. Her softly curved ass cheeksrubbed against the sheet."Shit," she gasped. One hand mauled a plump tit. The swollen nippleburned against her palm. "I need your cock, Beauty."Blue eyes turned glassy. She flicked her tongue out over her lips. Shehummed, pretending Beauty's cock was caressing her lips.She opened her mouth, imagined his hard pony-prick entering her throat.Sticky cream gushed from her cunt.The muscles in her pussy responded to her wandering mind. Spongy walls,oozing cream, beat a. I was turned around and the laces were tightened. “I won’t tighten it as I do when I wear it. You just need support not a new shape.” She tighten it until it felt pleasantly snug and my back felt better almost immediately. I reached from about two inches above my waist to part way down my thighs. I immediately liked the sensation of its firm stiff grip. Then I noticed some things hanging down from the bottom of the corset. There were four on each side of the corset. Mom saw me looking at them.. Then I looked at my phone and realized I was 15 minutes early. Suddenly my phone dinged, and I realized it was a text from Rachel -- my date. I opened it and happily saw she was also early and had just parked. A few moments later, I saw her coming in the same direction where I had parked.To say her pictures didn't do her justice would have been an understatement. She was about 5'6", her wavy black hair just below her shoulders. She was dressed very classy and her skirt and blouse.