"Wake up,bitch! I got some friends here and they need someservice from you. Get up and entertain my guests,bitch." I raise me head off the mattress, s...ill groggyfrom my sleep and exhausted from the night'sactivities. I need to go home and get some sleep!"Listen, man, I'm real tired, I need to go home andget some sleep. Maybe we can get together some othertime." He turns around with an angry look on his face."Bitch, I don't give shit what you need! I got peopleover and I need my white bitch to. Well definitely she told herself. So she looked horrified as she asked with her hand over her mouth, “Please Grace don’t.” After a moment she saw the smirk on Grace’s face and the realisation struck her and so she asked in a worried tone, “What do you want, Grace?” This was going better than Grace had imagined it would. She should really have stopped when told she and Becky would not be spanked and caned. However, she had that long-held fantasy to spank Mrs Hunt as revenge and she doubted she. ” I watched her go upstairs. As a little punishment, I let her stay in the room about 15 minutes and wait. I opened the door and see her naked on the bed, blindfolded. I shut the door and get on the bed and get on top of her and whisper “What would you have done if someone else had come in for the bathroom and seen you like this?” I could tell that scared her but I added, “You’re lucky it was me.” I pushed down my pantes and started to fuck her from on top. I pushed her legs up and fucked her. Kelli was kneeling beside me, asking me something, but I couldn’t hear her voice. Everything sounded like I was underwater. Then I passed out.* * * When I came to, Kelli was still kneeling next to me, but I was no longer in the living room. I was in the basement lying on one of the beach lounge chairs that we put out on the deck in the summer. My wife was undoing my pants and pulling them down. She had already removed my shoes and socks. I was still pretty groggy so it took me a while to.