I slowly explored her body with one hand, but carefully avoided directly contacting her center. At one point, as my hand softly caressed from her knee...up the outside of her thigh, I paused and broke our kiss, pulling back a bit. As she looked at me with a somewhat puzzled look, I quietly asked her, "Are you sure you want to go ahead with this?" Yes!", she responded immediately. "Let's move, then" I told her. She nodded as I slipped one hand under her knees, and the other behind her shoulders. At home I opened it. ‘Very well first thing in the morning. Don’t you so much as make coffee before you get on the road’. The text demanded.I almost made the coffee just to spite her, but instead I drove the Hyundai to the gas mart. I filled it up for the trip to Chrystal Springs Mississippi where my ex-wife Emily lived. It was over a two hour hour drive, after that I was in for an all day tempers flaring event.It was a little after 10AM when I arrived. Emily answer the door quickly. She. I could feel my orgasm in my belly moving down into my groin aching to get out, as I contained it until the right moment. I snatched the dildo up, licked the bottom again and stuck it to the mirror. I put my hands behind me on the edge of the counter, anchoring myself to bring my crotch up to the mirror. I could see a lot more from this position, thus why I enjoyed it the most. I put my feet on the mirror this time and slid my pussy over the nine inches of rubber fast and hard, using all my. I'd never spanked a girl before although I'd often fantasised about it. Like most men of my generation I'd been brought up with corporal punishment, often of a ritualistic kind, so it had obviously left its mark. Amanda's black satin skirt was tight around her and I had been watching her sexy arse with its outline of figure hugging panties all evening. I wondered how I was going to hitch it up enough to gain access to her ripe bottom and give it the spanking it deserved. However she had other.