The taxi pulls up outside your house and you pay him what he’s owed with £10 extra for being so friendly. He thanks you and drives off. You carry ...ose into the house and close the door. She puts her arms around you and kisses you again, passionately and slowly. She takes your hand and leads you into the living room. She looks deep into your eyes. “Did you put the plane tickets on the kitchen side like I asked you too earlier baby?” “Yes I did just as you asked, they’re on the side. I can’t. She claims it is all true. I have to admit I got an erection almost immediately when she started to talk. I was glad I was recording the story. It would be nice later to hear about spanking in Ann's own voice while I masturbated. Here is Ann's story in her own words.My Dad spanked me for as long as I can remember. When I was little wherever we were he would yank my pants down and give me a slap or two on my bare bottom. Things started to change when I was nearing puberty at around eleven years. As we were talking we felt comfortable with each other.And in the evening we returned to home. My mother gave something and told to give to aunt I immediately went into aunt house to give the dish prepared by mom. I called her but no response so I went into her to see I didn’t find her. I thought of keeping in the kitchen and go. But I heard her son making noise. I went to the room where he was making sounds. I found aunt there. I asked aunt why he was making sounds to that she replied he is. See my swollen wet lips surrounding him; my clit rubbed along the bone hard pole. It felt like an iron piston as he thrust in and out of me like a machine stretching me and filling me. I could feel my aching nipples, my petals lay open my button rubbing along the heated stem. It hurt when he thrust in hard, and yet pulling out I moaned for him to return. I watched fascinated by the depth of my vagina, as I took him into me, my sex pulsating and clenching around him. But my devil was back there.