And to think she had never had either a boyfriend or a girlfriend until this week! Who would have thought such love and passion lurked under the surfa...e of, from what her mother had told me, such a quiet mouse of a girl? I sighed. I wondered how long it would last before she discovered I was a slut and made me leave.Passion. Jimmy. Now there was a puzzle. Jamie clearly was smitten with him; despite what we had done in bed she was very much attracted to boys. Maybe she was, what do they call it,. Finally my mother felt I had been punished enough, I was bawling so badly I didn’t even notice it was over. My bottom was very red and very sore it felt swollen. I honestly didn”t care that I was naked I just cared about the fire lit on my behind. I didn’t know my punishment was over until I felt my mother take me in her arms. She stroked my hair and shushed me, while I barried my face in her warm bosom and told her how sorry I was. My mother led me to the couch and sat down, she gently pulled. I was nearing my climax and judging from her screams she was too. I held back because I wanted to make sure she got hers first as she sucked me up well and had a very good pussy to match that head. I poked her pussy faster with each thrust she gave out moans and yelps. I was hitting her and hitting her hard, balls banging against the table and all that.“Aww.. fuck me harder... I going to... Im goinn...”I Speed up my pounding and the loud sounds of ass, pussy, dick and pelvis smacking filled the. It feels strange to be drunk one of without you. Not unacceptable or even bad necessarily, just strange. I guess because I feel so safe with you. It's not that I don't feel confident I can deal with strangers under whatever circumstance, it's just weird being the only one to watch my back again. Feels like college, or something.The second of those hangovers came after a night where I almost went home with someone at the bar, but thankfully Fiona – one of my fellow professors – stepped in and.