We met in a pub in Indiranagar. Rose was looking stunning as usual in a red one-piece that hardly covered her big boobs. We greeted each other with a ...ug and sat down to have a couple of drinks.We went to the dance floor. I started getting a bit close to her. I put my hand on her waist and we swayed along to the music beats. I gently slid my hand down her ass. Rose did not react, maybe the alcohol had its effect on her.I pulled her closer to me. We were about to kiss, but Rose kept her finger. She explained that she two lusted after big dicks and was why she liked me so much."What about your "mystery man?" I replied half jokingly."You're just jealous that he let me suck him off and not you." She said back half jokingly as well.She then got up to get some water and we pretty much dropped it after that. However over the next few months she would make me lick up all of my cum and pretend that it came from a massive cock. During this time I also explained that I had no desire to have sex. As he suspected. He was going to fuck her, but he was going to make her wait. John bent Sarah over the washing machine.“Bad girls get spanked,” John said. “Spank me hard daddy, so I learn to be a good girl. I want to be a good girl for you, daddy.”John started spanking Sarah’s ass. He hit her hard. Her butt jiggled with every spank and a red spot started to form on her smooth skin. He half expected her to beg him to stop, but when he yanked her hair back to see her face, she was smiling. John. There’s no reason to be nervous, I tell myself. It won’t be too different from regular sex. Except, what if it is different? Or, what if it’s better? I decide that I've got to stop overthinking and, with a deep breath, I enter the bedroom and she is sitting on the bed again, but in a completely different outfit. She’s changed for me, too, and the thought makes me grin stupidly. A tight black and purple dress hugs her hips and displays her full breasts. Her long legs are bare and crossed and.