Bob was pounding my bum as hard as he could and I knew he was like far gone before he got into me. He wasn’t gonna last, and I knew he was not good ...t seconds unless he had taken a pill again. Sure enough in no time he was ramming so hard I though his bollocks would go in as well, and he grabbed the chain on my tits, pulled hard and I felt him cum his load in me. He jerked about four times and then fell onto my chest letting go of my leg.I was in a haze of poppers and sex, and some way the next. I cleaned through my mail to avoid confronting the issue. Then cleaned my bathroom. And my kitchen. I even vacuumed. Come Saturday I was ready. Or at least I thought. I stood by my apartment door to buzz in Jack. Seconds later he knocked. Lord Almighty. Before me he wasn’t in his normal green polo. He was wearing jeans instead of khakis and a cut off hung loosely from his shoulders. His hair was pulled back like normal and in less eerie lighting I memorized his features. His nose was sharp,. I stepped back away from him, evading two further errant blows, until I was right where I wanted to be, standing just in front of a utility box mounted on the brick wall by an alleyway. The young punk blustered something inane about fixing my clock good, and I just smiled at him and let him take a hard poke right at my mug, neatly ducking under the savage blow at the last moment. His metal weapon clobbered the utility box dead on, knocking off its rather insecure cover plate and connecting. I slowly reach down and slide my panties down to my knees. I can hardly breathe. Sir sits down on a bar stool beside me."Bend over my lap, Kimmi," he orders.I take a deep breath and do as he says. I am dying of embarrassment, and grab onto his legs for support. He places one hand on my back to hold me down. He raises my dress with the other hand.It seems like an eternity, then smack smack smack. His big hand comes down on my naked bottom. I glance to the side and see all the shocked eyes upon.