At first they were soft spanks and then they got harder and she varied where she spanked me. All over my ass and below my ass in my soft spot. The har...er she hit me the more i was thrust forward and i moaned and push my ass back to take the next swat. Then she rested and rubbed my ass and told me i was a good sissy but she was far from done. She reached under and felt how much i had leaked in my panties. Then she pulled down my panties and rubbed my bare ass telling me she was going to get it. I watched as she poured ice tea and could see she was moving much more freely now."I didn't mean for you to make lunch," I told her."I didn't mind. I feel so much better after an hour in your tub," she replied. "That thing is magical."The previous day and last night Carol Reynolds had just been someone that needed a little help. For the first time I really looked at her. She's about 5' 9, I thought. Looks like a wholesome but sexy girl next door with that dark almost black hair and those big. There had to be a way to either send them home or at leastget them out of their hair.Nowhere was the resentment asgreat as in the Baltic States. Withso many Americans living in the area it was impossible for these small towns tomaintain their identity. Shop owners had to learn English. The fear existedthat soon their own cherished dialects would be nothing more than forgottenmemories.Borders blurred as Americansremoved border crossings, turning Eastern Europe intoa single country with governors. My cock swelled in her hands. I was slightly turned on by her slutty ways. I hoped she wouldn’t make the connection, not yet anyway. “now, was that so hard?” I asked.“No. It’s just embarrassing,” she said, letting go of my cock and covering her face with her hands. “I barely know you. Why do you care so much about my sex life?”I ignored the question and wondered if she still had any of J’s pussy juices on her hands. “How many men have you fucked?” I asked her, then took another drink of.