I realized that we were both caught up in this fantasy, and that when hewas like this, it was literally impossible for me to talk with him. Hewas livi...g his character, as I was living mine. I just wondered how farhe was going to take this.I spent that morning doing more housecleaning, this time in just myshort nightgown and panties. My bruised ass burned, and he took greatpleasure in smacking it with his hand every time I got too near him. Hewatched television, drank beer, and made me feel as. The latest one was “You have great boobs, I’d love to kiss them and bite your nipples.” She had read it and it made her tits tingle. He didn’t know it, but her tits were directly related to her pussy.She loved her nipples squeezed, it made her pussy automatically wet. The perfect place to put that hard cock of his. Some days she would sit at her desk, pretending to work on her computer and she would drift to thinking about tasting that cock again. It was a good cock, straight and thick. "She lay on her stomach, removing the pillow that twisted her neck too much. I removed my clothing, leaving only boxers on matching her panties in equal near nakedness and straddled her hips and began pressing down on her shoulders, thumbs digging in."Ow, that's deep," she murmured."Too much?" I asked."Perfect," she murmured. "You've done this before." I trained with an interesting fellow in Hawaii," I told her. "He invented his own method, a nerve therapy." I illustrated by pressing my thumbs. ” I twisted her nipples.I let go of one breast, and slapped her butt hard.“Ohhhh …BASTARD..” I slapped again and again.Her pussy tightened on my cock as she trembled under the force of my spanking. I knew she was close to cumming.I wanted it to prolong and so I pulled out. She looked behind at me, questioning.I pressed my cock against the crack of her ass.“Bastard…Noooooo….Not my ass!!! What are you doing?” I smiled at her.“No ….” she protested. She tried to escape but I reached under her, and.