Hepulled one of my garter straps and snapped it back, it stung my leg."Not while wearing this, you weren't. This is the kind of shit you wearwhen you ...ant to get fucked". He renewed my spanking with gusto. I wasbouncing over his lap like any naughty girl who was being punishedwould. Soon my panties were pulled down to my knees and I was getting avery sound bare bottom spanking.When he finished spanking me, he told me to climb off his lap and get onmy knees. I did as I was told, he then told me. He would often get a hard on just looking at her toned body, and this morning was no exception.As his eyes wandered over her trim body, pausing on her 34C breasts before travelling down her impossibly long, lean legs he smiled and said teasingly, “You could try to sound a bit more excited to submit to my every demand today when you ask me that.” Liz knew he was going to milk this for everything it was worth, and as much as she loved her husband, she had to force a smile through her hangover as. After he dropped me off at my hotel, I had no trouble getting my room from the front desk as the desk clerk spoke enough English to communicate adequately. I was taken to my room by the hotel's luggage jockey who took my two suitcases upstairs while I carried my laptop. As I entered my room, I was pleasantly surprised at its furnishings. It was a nice suite with a large living room, complete with a full-sized sofa, a desk with all the office supplies, a recliner, and a sixty inch L.E.D.. ”“Then tell me, how else would it have been? Without an ability to see or communicate with these creatures, how could I create such a sculpture?”“So you’re claiming it is a sculpture, instead of a cast model?”“And what’s the alternative? That I captured one of these invisible beings, held her steady as she resisted while I applied modeling clay to her body and waited for her to suffocate?”“That does sound a bit far-fetched.”“It certainly does. I had the image molded to remember what we’re.