Now the pattern of his spanks was right cheek, left cheek, center... right cheek, left cheek, center. Each time he slammed down in the center of her a...s, Mandy’s head would snap up and she would give a loud grunt or gasp.After a several minutes, her gasps were becoming more like shrill moans. A few moments later, those moans were becoming shrill squeaks. Another few moments and those squeaks began to morph together into one, long, keening wail that increased in pitch and volume until suddenly. I wasn't involved because she was not really my real aunt just my mama's best friend from the old neighborhood. We had been living together for almost four years now. She invested her dead husband's money in an interest in this huge double building apartment complex with over a 100 units. We were the live-in team that managed the building and kept it shipshape for the residents.Mr. Shapiro the owner was an absentee landlord who was only interested in the envelope we gave him on the 10th of each. After a while she called to me: ‘Ed? Honey?’ ‘You want to get off?’ ‘Ed?’ ‘Then you’ll be a good girl! When I’m ready for you, you’re getting punished!’ What a great game. Erica didn’t seem to realize we really were playing ‘The Master and His Slave Girl.’ After I’d spanked her and reamed her out and let her have her orgasms, she lay curled against me with her face to my chest, licking my nipples, and she said, ‘Ed, you’re such a complete asshole.’ What could I do but laugh? ***** I didn’t call. Beautiful woman . . .’ Lola was actually blushing. ‘All I could say was ‘Hi. I Lola.’ I just stared at her and she started to laugh. She was just so . . .’ ‘Beautiful?’ Pat finished with a smile. ‘I got that part.’ Lola covered her blushing face with her book. ‘Sorry. It’s hard to stop once I start with that. Anyway, she just sat down and talked poetry with me. Some of my stuff was on the table, so she just started readin’ it. She liked it for some reason. I dunno. But she started comin’ round.