. Or your father..."What a sight it'd be. Suddenly I saw us as my parents would—me right there, kneeling right by the front door, Brandon's dick in ...y mouth and a rapturous expression on my face. It would, I conceded, look rather bad. "So, what, are you saying you want me to stop?" Uhm," said Brandon, grinning sheepishly. He had, at least, the grace to look guilty. "No, not especially." Good," I said primly. "Because there's nobody here now except the cat, and she probably doesn't care. And I. I want your husband to take my virginity. I won’t ask ever again, but just this once, will you ask your husband to take my virginity – to make love to me?”Diana took a deep breath, not even realizing that her own nipples had also popped out with the stress. “Ann, my husband swears that he has never touched another woman until a couple of weeks ago when I put Arlene up to seducing him. But there was a lot more to it than that.”“Mrs. Matthews, Arlene told us everything. I understand what happened. With the aid of the light, Brandy found the clasp to my pants and quickly released the tension from my belt. Moments later, my engorged schlong was making a spherical impression inside her cheek with rhythmic motion. As I was steadily receiving boulevard brain from Brandy’s sexy blowjob lips, I began to accelerate the car and moved to pass a semi truck along the highway. Catching up to the cab of the diesel, I regulated speed and kept at an even pace with the driver. Noticing the. It stung. I clutched the sides of the sink as hard as I could, not knowing if I would be able to keep myself from using my hands to block the blows. Before long I was hopping from foot to foot, moving my ass around to try to avoid his spanks.He stopped and I breathed a sigh of relief. His hands grazed my skin softly. ?Do you think you've been punished enough, Heather?? he asked.?Yes,? I said quickly. Definitely.?I disagree, but I prefer a change in venue. Wash your hands.?I washed my hands.