She would spank the girl hard and then she would soothe her as a reward. She took her right hand from the girl’s buttocks and placed her left arm ar...und her in order to hold Charlotte in position across her lap. Another deep breath and Helen Downey decided to begin. She raised her small right hand in the air and exhaled loudly, bringing her hand down a second later with a loud and satisfying “smack!”The first slap landed across the fleshy centre of Charlotte Beccles’ bottom and the girl did not. I?m not sure what caused me to walk over and ask if I couldbuy her a drink, but I did.? And I wassurprised when she looked me over for a moment and then said, ?Sure.? Two hours later we were back at my apartment.? I was a little drunk and before I knew it shewas on top of me, riding herself to an orgasm.? I started to move with her, but she lookeddown and gasped ?Wait!?? I did my best andmanaged to hold back until she finished, then rolled off me.? We lay there for a few moments and I startedto. As I went to retrieve it she did something brazenly incredible, so brazen I was momentarily shocked, shocked with a difference, as it emanated from my crotch, as in a sexual response, she took her breast out and started to massage cream onto the nipple, running her finger around the erect nipple and giving her areola a deeper hue and a sheen, there was indeed a sexual arousal with what she was doing, and I rather naughtily said, 'Mom! Give us a shout when you get down to your crotch'.Mum was a. Those were not ‘my’ words.”I sneered and said, “But girlie girl, those words came from ‘your’ mouth! Just find your frigging baton and stop pestering me.”I turned my back and retreated to ‘my’ part of the basement. Dad had let me set up my own private workshop in one corner. I had my own workbench, worktable, and tools. A bright florescent light fixture illuminated my work area and cast light into the shadowy parts of the cavernous room. I may only be 17, but I was a good builder and.