‘Maybe it’s over,’ I foolishly think to myself. But I’ve been in this position too many times to believe that.I feel you smacking my legs just...below my ass with your hand, below where the hem of my dress will fall. ‘Oh no,’ I think to myself. I know what you’re going to do next…When the top back of my legs is a nice pink colour, you snap the belt across that tender area as well.I’m sobbing now, apologizing to you about what a brat I am. After my legs are same colour as my ass, you stop once. Taking matters into my own, I set up an area in the back room, found a floor mirror & set up the next few in back. I returned to her and apologized for the interruptions, "this does not always happen, not on a thursday night" and invited her to the back room for more privacy. She agreed that it was starting to frustrate her because it only happened when I was gone. I picked up the ones she liked and moved to the back, had her sit down & displayed for her the new choices I offered. Feeling this. As he reaches the top of her thigh, he lightlybrushes across her lips. They feel smooth and warm to his touch. Then he slideshis hand across her ass and with that, he gives her a little smack on the ass.She jumps a bit and begins to squirm. Then he smacks it again, this time alittle harder. He feels her push back against his hand. Now he smacks it harderyet. ?Mmm,your skin is turning such a nice shade of pink.? He begins to rub her ass. Hecan feel that he has warmed it up a bit. ?Does that. God, she was gorgeous, with the most beautiful hazel eyes I'll ever see.It was a Thursday of the following week that I got her phone call."Hi Ryan, " it was her voice, and my heart almost stopped, "my parents are gone for tonight. Did you want to come over?" Of course, " I could hardly respond fast enough. I got directions to her house, and made an excuse to my parents for why I had to go out for the evening.When I got there, I rang the bell, and waited nervously at the door. When Rina.