He found himself bored out of his mind, so called the kitchen to suggest it might be time for a lunchtime snack. Holly seemed offended.“A snack? We ...ave a decent lunch almost ready for you, Mr Robertson!”“I apologise, Holly; I was not aware that lunch was so advanced. I had lost track of time.”“That is all right, Mr Robertson. Lunch in twenty minutes, sir.”“Thank you, Holly; you are good to me!”He at first wondered at her formality, then guessed that one or both Robsons were with her, so she. Mike rode over after he finished eating. He waited outside until Sarah went to the garage for her bike. Sarah walked the bike over to him. "Ready." She flashed a worried look to the house. "Where do you want to go first?" Is something wrong," Mike asked quietly."Nothing's wrong," Sarah said quickly. "Let's just get going before we wake my father up." She climbed on her bike and started off down the street. After she passed Mike's house, she turned around and rode back. "What are you waiting. I am an adult and can make decisions." By this time I felt like I was 12 in a tux three sizes too big and about to faint.She again stared at me. I think she too was surprised at what I said. “You are 18 and you agree to let me punish you?”“Yes.” I was just able to get the word out.“You will do as I tell you and take your punishment?”“Yes.” A little stronger now. After all I could follow instructions. I would just ground myself or give up TV or whatever.“Well,” she said eyeing me up and down.. ’ Instead of putting my cock into her pussy she sat back down on the top of my legs and grabbed my cock with both hands. She bent over and kissed the tip of my cock while pulling up on it, as if to take it into her mouth. ‘Now, if I let you into my pussy, do you promise to fuck me until I am satisfied?’ she asked, addressing my manhood. ‘I will fuck you till the cows come home. I will fuck you until the sun comes up tomorrow. Just suck me or fuck me, NOW.’ I yelled. I could feel her hands.