What is that? There was a red envelope under the windshield wiper. I got out of the car and looked around to see if the person who’d left it there w...s still around. Of course not, I thought to myself. ‘Hey, baby. I have a special night planned for you. Before you leave I want you to go back in the building and pick up a package from Frank, the night security guard. Strange, I know, but believe me. You will like what’s in the package. Your next instructions will come soon. Love, M’ I felt a. Rigmatten then brought the palm of his down hard on Amy’s exposed ass.Smack!"Ow!" screamed AmySmack!"Ow! Please!"Smack!"Fuck you!"SMACK!"Ow, ow, ow…" Amy cried. The last slap on her upturned ass had hurt like hell and she gasped for breath now."Are you going to be good now?" demanded Mr. Rigmatten."Ow! What?"Smack!"Yes, yes, I’m going to be good now!" Amy cried. She would agree to anything to stop the spanking of her sore ass."Good girl," whispered Mr. Rigmatten approvingly. He took some. My tongue began to take over where my fingers left off. I would lick up and down her now soaking wet slit. The sweet taste of her love juices made my shorts feel a lot smaller. Faster and faster until I could feel her inner thighs start to press against my head. Concentrating on her clit, I would gently press my tongue against it, then I would stop, not wanting her to come, at least not yet.I lifted my head up and Kristen said, "Why do you still have your clothes on?". She then quickly took off. Feeling me swell. The tip eventually reaching the back of your throat. Forcing you to back up to keep from gagging. My hand on the top of your head I lean you back against the wall. Pinned there I give you a few stokes. Long, and slow. The last one reaching a little down your throat. Don't worry baby, I'm not going to abuse you. Letting you to you feet I peel off my shirt, and help you slip out of yours. Your jeans, freely thrown to the side. Both of us completely naked in nothing but the dim.