"This ruins everything!" she rubbed the bulge and smiled, "But it feels sooo good! I think I need a spanking..."Samantha walked into the living room a...d sprawled across the chair to do her nails. She had let them grow and they now extended out past the end of her fingers. She was quivering from the anticipation of what her hand with its sexily painted nails would be doing to her butt in just a few minutes after her nails had dried. When she tested them against her thigh and knew they were dry,. It was all adding up to my downfall, on this night.)I followed them for about 20 miles on the freeway and finally saw the car pull into a driveway near some canyon side homes. I cut the lights and parked the car half a block from the house. My heart was pounding in my throat, as I snuck up to a collection of modest little houses hidden by shrubs and vines.I was not sure which house they went into. I walked around one house after another, looking into any lit rooms. I did come to a window with a. "That's it. Make it last longer." Her chest heaved as she breathed, gasping the words to spells that might make her last one more minute. She felt his hand caress her belly, her thighs. More bands went onto her ankles, and Teltirray spread her legs apart. His magic glued her to the wall over his bed like some obscene statue. She had spent more than one night like that, over his head, forced to sleep that way for his amusement. His hands touched her almost gently. "Say goodbye, Aimee'."She. The image tipped the balance and I shot into her hand as it caressed the knob just then. That set her off as well, and I felt her jerky movements and the flow of a liberal amount of her own discharge. “Don't expect this every night, young man.” She said sternly. But no anger was there, it was a standard line, to indicate that she had no intention of spoiling me. She used it at home often enough, and usually contrary to the words, I got the privilege again as long as I didn't abuse her good.