She looked pleased. A new shade of pink flooded her cheeks. “Oh, I forgot the cheese!” she exclaimed, jumping and sprinting to the small kitchen, ...utt giggling like two mellons fighting one another for space in a sack. I wondered what questions she would raise regarding the contract but the subject was not raised again. We ate small chunks of cheese cradled on toothpicks and talked about her new home in my home town, the activities offered, the weather, and the law office where she worked and. "Swish! Thwack! "Uhh - two. Thank you, Daddy."Each session I am determined that I won't cry, but each time my bodybetrays me. By the sixth stroke I am sniffing.Wesley doesn't spare me, but swings the whippy rattan as hard as he can.But after the sixth stroke there's a gap as he rests his arm for a bit. Iam snivelling but don't move. Clinging tightly to the arms of the chairstops me putting my hands back to soothe my burning bum."Right, here's the rest of them." Swish! Thwack! As he starts on. ” I slapped her ass again. It was so firm. Her legs jerking when my palm collided with her plump cheeks. “Are you a good girl?” SLAP!“Yes!” I moved my mouth lower. Right on her cleavage. She tried to pull away from me.“Moving around isn’t being a good girl.” I slapped her butt again. “If you’re good, then I won’t have to do this!” My palm fell on her ass again. And again. She twisted, turned, trying to shield her burning flesh from my punishments. Her smooth brown legs against my thicker ones. She looked up at me with those soft brown eyes and when I looked into them they let me know she needed me to fuck more than her mouth now,"UMPH, UMPH, UMPH", was all she could do and her eyes were now watered and pleading me to stop so with one last thrust down her throat I held there then pulled out and let go of her hair.She fell down on all fours grunting and coughing while gasping for breath while I stood over her and after several seconds she looked up and straight at my tool, it appeared.