Kyle was never spanked beforeand he didn't know that it would hurt so much. After he was spanked.Kyle ran to his room and cried. So did his mother. Sh... never spankedbefore and considered it violence. What was happening and what did shedo to her child?His mother went into Kyle's room, and called for Grace. She said shehad an important message to give both her children. "I am so sorrythat I have spanked you Kyle. You just test our limits all the time. Idon't know what to do with you. I am so busy. "We clanged our bottles together. I watched Sam intently as he took his first sip. His eyebrows tensed up, and his eyes squeezed shut."Mm, that does not taste good," he said as he looked the bottle over."You'll get used to it," I told him as I took a sip of my own."I hope I'm not a lightweight," he said as he gulped down some more.I had to cover my mouth so I wouldn't spit the beer out as I held my laughter in. Sam said it in such a dry yet witty tone that I couldn't help but giggle."So," said. As we entered the theatre a strong smell of cigarette smoke, and body odor filled the air. At the time there was about 5 or 6 men in the theatre, and every noticed my wife when she walked in. Nate grabbed her hand and said c'mon baby... just like old times. We walked in and sat about 3 rows from the back and sat with my wife between Nate and myself. The movie playing was an interracial flick, and a petite white girl was getting her ass reamed by a large black man while she sucked an enormous. "My arse is yours," she said, and I nodded. "Correct. And since that's the case, I want you to hitch up your skirt atthe back, pull your panties to the side, and stick both thumbs up your arse." "Wh-" she began, but then she smiled cutely at me. It was a compliant smile,not a defiant sneer. It was the smile of a happy slave. I went round to her back and watched her tug up her skirt, revealing thatshe was indeed wearing stockings. My heart skipped a beat. I'd actively fantasisedabout the.