I knew it wouldnt help if I did. He would probably just give me something to cry about like he does when he spanks me. I was so worried about being sp...nked ten minutes before. I wished for spanking now instead of this horrible punishment. Even a spanking was less painful and humiliating then this. I was deep inside my own mind trying to wait for this punishment to end and for him to take his fingers out of me when he started to climb onto my body. He straddled my chest laying the tip of his. At least, not anymore. That was until tonight. She arrived at the game midway through the first quarter. Her beloved team was losing by two touchdowns.At the game, she said exasperatedly and slightly tipsily, “Why are we losing? Somebody, anybody, tell me why the fuck we are losing?!”Little did she know; she was being watched by some boys behind her who wanted to score also.Red was the color of passion. Touchdown after touchdown, the team eventually made up the deficit. As the. I’ve never had it done there.” I was scaredbut ready for her finger to go in my ass. Ready to experience thesensation I knew was about to come.“Trust me. You are going to be okay. You’re going to love it.” She saidas she slid her finger in my ass. I was tight, but she had alreadygotten me so worked up and wet that her finger slid in easily.“Oh baby, that feels good.” She was moving her finger in and out slowly.Curling the tip of her finger, she started going faster.“I’m going to cum again. Oh. ’ he added. He had intentionally used the masculine version of her name. ‘Granny’s donuts, my god you are amazing. You do know my name is Louise,’ the young woman chastised him while biting into a strawberry jam filled donut. ‘I know my kid brother wanted a boy and tried everything he knew to make you into a tomboy.’ Miles replied. ‘Well that explains why I became a nerd instead of a princess,’ she said hugging him. ‘So do you have them?’ she asked. ‘How could I come home without them,’ Miles.