He nodded his head yes.“That’s the sound your wife’s pussy will make when I plow it home,” he growled.My throat felt contracted to the point w...ere I couldn’t speak. Devonte was crude and disrespectful. A man I would normally despise but this was far from normal. I recalled slapping a boy’s face while in college for telling me I had a nice rack. With Devonte, I offered no such resistance.Devonte got on his knees behind me. Grabbing both of my ass cheeks he lifted and spread me open. “MMMMYESSS,”. I normally only go with guys over 30 at least. But this teenager contacted me on a dating site. I gave him the normal “Thanks but I’m in my 40’s you’re a bit on the young side for me” reply. However he kept contacting me on the site. He was very curious and quite sweet. I chatted with him online and he said that he would really love to meet me.I told him if he wanted to meet me that he could find me at my local sex club. He said he couldn’t go there. After a deep thought I said it would be O.K. LADY BEATRICE. - "Ah! oh! ah - r - r - re! It's awful! Oh Ishall die if you don't have mercy, Miss Birch. Oh! my God, I'mfearfully punished; I'm cut to pieces; the birch feels as if it wasred hot, the blows burn so!" Then I felt as if it was all over, and I must die soon; my crieswere succeeded by low sobs, moans, and then hysterical crying,which gradually got lower and lower, till at last I must havefainted, as I remembered nothing more till I found myself inbed, and awoke with my poor. Other than commenting on the scenery and wildlife along the road, neither of us had much to say. The lump in my throat seemed to grow with each mile.The scenic overlook was deserted and I pulled in near a trail that led to a maze of huge boulders. One could almost get lost in there although it was easily within earshot of the road. As we rounded the second bend, I leaned back again a giant smooth rock pulling Darlene to me. The kiss was tentative, but quickly turned passionate as our tongues.