He slid his hand farther down, back to her dripping pussy. He teased it, stroking the lips before sliding his fingers back inside. Then releasing her ...rms, with other hand he smacked her again. The longer you take to answer the more spankings youll get. He raised his hand again, and just as he was about to let it fall she answered. Five? she asked hoping that would be enough. Only five? I dont think thats nearly enough. But how about this? Whats five times five? He slammed his fingers into her,. (I'd treated my wife too casually and she'd gone looking for someone [or more than one] who would appreciate her.4. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. (She was rightfully getting even with me for being inattentive.)By the time I left the bar at nine PM I was too drunk to drive but I drove anyway. Fortunately I made it home OK to find the kids in bed and Val almost as drunk as I. There wasn't much conversation but within minutes we were in bed and it was the best fuck we've had (without. “We’re here Alan, what was that about?” Truda asked.“Helga’s children said she fell and they can’t get her awake. I am afraid that when I took that memory from her I did more harm than help. I am going to see if I messed her up, I am going to need you and mother. With her deep fear of men even my presence is dangerous. Get mother and follow me as soon as possible!” Alan told Truda as he was gathering a few things to take with him.Appearing in her building he heard her children shout then all. "Dean, I..." she starts.He cuts her off with a searing kiss. His mouth slants over hers, warm and slightly chapped, as his hand slides down to cup her thigh and drag it around his waist. He rocks against her, tongue caressing between her lips when she whimpers.Jo's head swims. He tastes like bourbon and smells like soap and leather. His big hands are rough but his touch is tender.She'd be lying if she said she'd never thought about being with him in a moment like this. But the reality of it.