Phyllis was in her own bed, savingherself for our wedding night. We were allowed to kiss, but that was it.She couldn't even touch my budding breasts w...thout being spanked.I wondered why Mistress hadn't come up with a pet name for Phyllis. Shedeserved one, too. It would make her seem softer, more feminine. Let's see.She could be Starlight. No, too much like a hippy. How about Twinkles?Sparkles? Squirrel?I lay thinking. I kind of liked Squirrel.I closed my eyes. Six was going to come early.Then. I thought I saw another frown sweep across her face but she smiled as I groped her tit. "You'd better get used to doing things my way," I thought to myself."Well, Mike, you'll have to release my breast before I can get a beer for you. In a little while you can have them both out and available for your pleasure," she promised.I reluctantly released by grip. I swung her around and gave her ass a quick spank."Then hurry up, Girl. There's nothing like a cold beer and a hot pussy to make a man feel. .. oh my God..."He began penetrating me steadily, my pussy so snug around his raging shaft, and I wailed from the intense feeling of being overstuffed. His muscular thighs slapped against mine with his pounding. My cries filled the room as he fucked me hard from behind, giving it to me like I'd seen him give it to my mother so many years ago. It hurt slightly at first but was gradually becoming more pleasurable! My pussy walls seemed to be stretching to accommodate his hard prick, and I was. " She said as she busied herself."I guess you do have things in hand. So, you have my web appointments and I don't believe anyone will be in office today. I'll be in my office and answering correspondence, mostly by email, but I'll send it all to you for corrections. I know web slang and abbreviations are accepted, but we still send things out in English." I told her before disappearing into my office, but not before I heard her say, "just like your father".Monday evening Allie and I simply.