Lean forward and put your head on the floor." I said and again he did as told.I grabbed the riding crop and in a flash whacked his pale white ass. I w...tched as his butt turned pink. Again he whimpered as I landed another four or five sharp slaps on his ass.I then knelt next to him and lowered my mouth and kissed his ass cheek. Now he groaned at the feel of my soft lips. I then sat up and gave him another sharp blow which made him howl. Again I kissed and caressed his pink butt."Chad, I can give. All he said is that it's always been a fantasy of his. I'm not sure what kind of fantasy that is, but who am I to judge? He had me find someone. It was me who was going to have to fuck him, after all, right? We went to bar, thinking we'd just scope the place out. It was then, I saw Greg. He is good looking, tall, in shape, full head of hair and not totally drunk. “I think he'd do, don't you? He's kinda hot,” I whisper over to my boyfriend. “Blondie, if that is who you want, go for it,” Sam. My girlfriend’s mother was panting as I held my finger deep in her rectum.“Whew! Geeze,” Becky grunted. “Just hold still, John. I need a minute to get used to this.”“Are you all right?” I asked, concerned that she might be in pain. “Am I hurting you?”“Not exactly hurting,” she panted, “but it is a little uncomfortable. Just wait, and I’ll tell you when you can move.”I sat there for a couple of minutes while Becky got used to the sensations of my finger up her butt. While I waited, her internal. The guest room is yours - all night, if that’s what you want. I’ll find you some night clothes while you’re in the bathroom.” Moments later with the hot water cleansing my body I tried to wrestle with the emotions teeming round my head. The desire I felt for Paul was undeniable and powerful; why he felt so strongly about me, a mother of two ten years his senior was more of a mystery but he seemed sincere. I looked at my body as the water cascaded down my front, comparing myself unfavourably.