Your hand touching my shoulder causes me to jump, not nearly as much as the sudden slap on my bottom that sends a stinging jolt through me. A little ...elp slips from my mouth as I jump from the impact of your hand. “You need to remember to say ‘Thank you’ when someone pays you a compliment. That was rude of you.” My bottom still stinging under your hand and a feeling of heat rapidly rushing to the point where your fingers are caressing my bottom. “I can see you’re going to learn the hard. "I was weak and—" Weak!" he roared. "You were her fucking whore! Now I know why you refused to date all those boys! You fucking lesbian! Do you know how much shame you have brought on your family?" I..."Father just kept on yelling, not letting me get a word in. "If we were back in Lebanon, I would slit your whorish throat!"An honor killing. I swallowed, fear gripping my heart. Why, oh why did I have to live? I should be dead. The family's honor would have been upheld and my shame atoned."You. We kept our eyes locked, and we threw away the key.She was too unique to just phone in some hot sex, so I made sure I could keep my schlong going so it could go in and out of her pussy without interruption. Obviously, she jolted around a bit, but I got in with her rhythm a bit and followed her the most I could."Don't worry, I'm working out with you so that you can leer at my tits, Jerry; I won't slap you if you do," she let out, taking my hands. "Hell, feel them," she suggested, setting them on. Her long reddish, blonde, brown hair ran down her shoulders barely covering her perfectly shaped small breasts. Mal was glowing, the look in her warm blue eyes was memorizing and seductive. I tried to pull her into the bedroom but she resisted. She asked me to not touch her and allow her to focus on me. She cupped my ball sack and gently massaged me. It made my legs weak. I was entranced by the sensation as she used her other hand one me. She rubbed around my hard thick cock, then gently.