’ She rolled over next to him and began stroking his cock with a practiced hand. ‘How does that feel, baby?’ she whispered seductively. ‘Not n...arly as good as your pussy, babe. Or even half as good as I bet your tight little ass would feel.’ ‘Oh, baby, I know what you want. Just another day or two, and I’ll be back in action.’ She kept up the steady stroking, stopping momentarily to lick her fingers and add some slickness. ‘What the hell does being on your period have to do with me fucking you. Again, getting me so close, to then crashing me down to earth. Great sobs of vexation escape my lips.And then the harsh brushing with the sharp bristles start working their way back and forth over each cheek. This treatment brings the sting of each cheek to the surface, increasing the effects of a very good spanking. Knowing that more with even greater sting are to come efficiently adds to the punishment I am receiving.I know that I deserve all this. I have been bad and acted stupidly.The. “Pheobe!” “What?”“What the fuck is this for?”She looked me up and down and shook her head with the biggest shit-eating grin I’ve ever seen.“You know what it’s for.”“No shit, Sherlock. Tell me why you’re giving it to me.”She was still shaking her head as she walked back down the steps further towards me till she was standing in front of me. She motioned over to the staircase step and we sat down side by side. She rummaged through her bag again and pulled out two cigarettes, lighting both before. ’ She bit her lip and grabbed my hand. ‘Hey, come on. We’re all gonna go get fat on ice cream sundaes and see a chick-flick.’ I squirmed a little, glanced to the other girls, watching us with interest. I noticed the sympathetic smile Lindsey gave me, and remembered what Julie had told me about her. ‘Come on,’ urged Julie, pulling on my hands. ‘You can’t possibly have anything better to do!’ I laughed. ‘You know what? You’re absolutely right.’ *** It was the morning of April 7th. I could never.