On her dresser, there were nipple clamps, Jake and a spanking paddle. Jake had a residue of cum all over it. On the floor was a tiny leather skirt a...d halter top and her red panties were ripped apart. The room reeked of sex.I asked, "What was that all about?" She said, "Ralph likes it a little rough."I asked, "Do you like it rough?"She said, "Sometimes it hurts so bad it becomes pleasure. The nipple clamps are especially erotic and when Ralph spanks me I cum all over his lap. I keep the. They immediately take notice of Stacy, and she tries to ignore them, even though her ears prick up as one of them realizes what her costume is and loudly mentions how he'd like to "fill her basket". Stacy's heard the comment several times today. Part of her wants to groan at it, but inside she's secretly flattered; it's nice that in her late twenties, she can still be admired by school-age guys. As they move closer, chatting among themselves, brazenly admiring her shape and pretending to check. The question again remains ... what are we going to do about it?"William honestly didn't know. He was surprised at the level and depth that Becky could take something like this. He knew she had held resentment towards him, but to the obvious extent that she did, came as a total surprise. He wasn't even sure they could repair their relationship after this at all. Not after what she had done, or was about to do anyway. Grace and Mellissa were correct, Becky needed to be taught a lesson for trying. Thanks Jackie."I was dressed up and looking pretty good when I went over to my Uncle Bill's house a little before seven. I had long dark brown hair that was still kept neatly trimmed in the back and on the sides... I had a big pompadour in the front with a sharp part on the left side. The suit fit me nice, and I had on a boiled white dress shirt with one of my dad's black Navy ties with a submarine tie holder that he'd lent to me. When I walked into the house, Dale and Billy and John Gracia.