You admitted that you were wrong and you apologized. Don’t worry, I’ll accept your apology and forgive you now. That’s all in the past. Besides,...you never know if I would have even qualified if I hadn’t had to leave home behind. Who knows what kind of man I would be today? That being said, first chance that Margret gives me, I’m breeding your sweet, plump ass and you know it!“By the way, perhaps the AI can explain the way that Stacey reacted to something that I said that didn’t even hint at not. I could also feel him rubbing his hard penis on my ass through my shorts in a grinding fashion. I tried to get a way but he held me in place for a few minutes. I also got hard but did not know what it meant. When he let me up I could see a small wet spot on his shorts, he looked at my shorts and could see me trying to hide my small erection. I was just getting to puberty and my dick was still on about 4 inches. He smiled and asked if I enjoyed the wrestling and I was scared but said yes. He. "And much, much more. Every single thing on that list was designed to make me a Well Behaved Young Lady."The unwritten part of that but spoken many times by mother was, 'as befits the wife of a gainfully employed older man.'"And the list said how many open handed swats on the bottom each infraction required."The List was posted on the back of my bedroom door, on the back of the bathroom door, in the kitchen on the refrigerator door, but most importantly, on the front door and the back door of. She knew that she was going to come soon – come hard. "Oh – hell yeah," Kyle exclaimed, increasing the strength and speed of his thrusts a little. "You are so fucking tight and wet." "Fuck meee!" Andrea cried out, the word trailing off into a quavering squeal. "Ah! Ah! I... I'm gonna... Oh god! Gonna co..." A scream burst from her throat as Kyle suddenly pushed his thumb in deeper, driving her over the edge into orgasm. "Oh yeah. You coming for me?" Kyle grunted. "Oh god yes!" Andrea screamed..