I could not find a single inconsistency. His interaction with others at Literotica seemed balanced and above board. He seemed to be a genuine good guy... but why was he still unattached? Why had he agreed to a real life meet with little old me a cyber mate of four years? Why had we never swapped pictures? I had a good collection mostly self-taken. I parked the car at enormous expense. I queued and then boarded the plane to Vegas. I was wrapped up in my own problems when a real blimp tried to. " Oh, all right." I pouted a bit, but I didn't mean to. I was amazed thatI was acting like this. The thought of having my legs up on the wall atDavid's house when he was a kid was unimaginable. His mother would haveraised holy heck about how she didn't have the money to put up newwallpaper. She would have told David that he was going to have to get ajob and pay for the new paper if he thought he was going to act likethat. David just always bowed to her will, but I thought I might have afew. Immediately my forearms came together between us, elbows raised perpendicular to my chest, and he smiled satisfactorily at me through the gap in my wrists.“I’m sorry daddy.”“Good girl.” He reached into my bag, running his free hand beneath my dress to rub my stomach and the underside of my breast, resting it on my ribs. He lifted the phone to his ear, watching me with a smirk. “Hello, who is this?” His voice was low and dangerous, and when the reply came his eyes darkened in a way that made my. It hurts, but she knows she deserves it. Her pussy is twitching, and her little screams start to sound more like moans. He notices it and spanks her harder to see her reaction. She pushes her ass up in his direction ready for more, and he puts his hand on her stomach, feeling her muscles clench when he hits her. Each time he spanks her harder and harder, sliding his hand down her stomach onto her used pussy hole. He roughly man handles her cunt lips as he watches her big soft bum ripple on each.