Sorry.”Beth was so annoyed. “Sorry isn’t good enough, Liz. You lied and that deserves another spanking right now.”Beth got up and took Liz by ...he upper arm to lead her back to the chair.Liz wasn’t expecting this to happen and pleaded, “Please, Beth, if you spank me again, I won’t be able to sit down at the theatre.”Beth wasn’t sympathetic at all as she said in a stern almost maternal tone, “Not my problem, Liz.”Liz decided she could not resist. After all, Beth was acting with the dominance she. He blushed as he smiled weakly. "It is okay if you did, I do not write lies." How is it you can speak so well, if you are deaf?" asked Deanara, deciding that since he knew, there was no point in being coy about it.Another smile came to his face. "I did not go deaf until I was ten," he said."I see," said Deanara. She was silent for a moment, then added, "That is even sadder, I think."The young man nodded. "I did not think so until this very night," he said. "Now, I regret my loss more than. I remembered Maxwell's rippling sides while she rode him with me on his face. Flat on my back, I curled my fist around my own hair as if it was hers, as if we were back in that room on the day I brought her into my business, as if it were Maxwell fucking me with his dick, his face, his chest.I heard a door close and knew it was Jean's client leaving. She would return to her room and wait for her next appointment. That was her routine."Fuck me," I said. "Fuck me."Tabb fucked me. He humped me. “I did, didn’t I?”She dropped the towel that had been wrapped around her and put on the panties and bra, then the little skirt and finally the blouse. My cock had attained a large degree of hardness watching this little display. I don’t know what’s sexier, watching my wife undress… or dress.When she finished, she stood in front of our full-length mirror appraising herself, “You know how horny I’m going to be all day, don’t you, wearing this?” Then she went on, teasing me with, “I might have to.