"So what do you think Stephanie, should Ispank you?" Yes" Do you want me to spank you?" No" I said"Then why did you say yes?" I thought thats what you...wanted me to say." I said"And since when does anything I want interest you?" she said "I'm notgoing to spank you sissy, I'm going to paddle you, and I assure you, youwon't be enjoying it".She took me over to the dinning room table and bent me over it. Sheremoved my panties and pinned up my petticoat, slip and dress to mywaist. She told me to keep. My heart beat erratically. My palms were sweaty. Disbelief battled with a forbidden, guilty arousal. A whimper escaped me instead of words when Jeffrey’s finger withdrew from my soggy pussy and painted a depraved, moist line down my thigh, His free hand cupped my chin and turned my head to his, forced me to meet his hungry gaze which reached directly into the darkest recesses of my mind. “Do you want to take off your dirty, soaked, naughty panties, right here and now?” Dirty words always get me. "Ohhh! Oh, fuck! Ohh! Don't stop! Please, John... please don't stop! Ohh...!" My cock feels good deep in that whore cunt, doesn't it?" Yes! Oh, fuck yes! Ohhh! Ohhh! Fuck me, John! Fuck my dirty whore cunt! Harder! Please, baby, harder!"She was begging me to ram my cock into her harder. I was fucking her harder than I thought she could take as it was, but she wanted more. I knew she had to be on the verge of an orgasm, she was literally out of her mind as I was pounding into her."Oh my God!. The faint line of water coming from the rocks had almost tripled in size and was rapidly filling in the depression I’d inadvertently formed during my early attempts to begin a quarry. At the rate it was going, we could clearly see that sometime in the next seven to ten days the water would overflow the depression and begin making its way down the draw to eventually reach the Rio Grande.Although we all called it a canyon, because of the high rock walls, it was really a long draw about 200 yards.