To give you a better picture of me, I’m 6ft, 195 lbs, short red hair, smooth body, 5 1/2 inch cut cock, decent shape.My curiosity to receive a spank...ng grew more and more. I was wanting to be spanked by an older man. Not a severe spanking, but one that would leave my ass red. And to have a feeling of shame, embarrassment, guilt and being exposed to another man, a complete stranger, in such a naughty way.I signed up to a gay spanking fetish website, and after some time, I finally met an older. She called out to find out who was there and then told me to come in and come upstairs. What a sight! She was lying on the bed wearing a short navy blue pleated skirt which was pulled up round her waist, a white cotton shirt with several buttons undone and a blue and red striped school tie. She didn't seem to have a bra on under her shirt but I didn't have much time to look at the top half. What I couldn't look away from was her lower half activities. She was wearing black hold ups and white. Nikki has also met Mrs Debra Collins who is so keen to learn about New Zealand and German-born Mrs Gretchen Collins is so keen to converse in French with your daughter.’ ‘Omigod this is such a huge turnaround from the gloom and doom I was hearing from Nikki in Sydney… no job, not meeting people… a little scared. I’m so happy she’s met you and Misty. Um what sort of relationship do you have with Misty?’ By this point Duke’s fingers were sloshing and Nikki had a hand over her mouth to stop. He groaned, long and loudly. A big release. Huge. All that tension, all that nervousness, all that sexual excitement that’d been building over the months he’d been with us released. Poured from him. He shook twice and then shivered for a long moment, before he sagged limped against my wife.My wife’s heavy breasts jiggled as he came. She waited, watching his face – smiling. Amused.When he sat up and opened his eyes to look at her he was panting.“You okay?” My wife asked him, laughing.“Yeah.” He.