Leaning forward, Angie planted a kiss on each round, warm and very tender sphere. “A very strange way to end a spanking,” Daphne thought, as she s...ood up, but then she was no expert in receiving adult style, over the knee, punishment spankings!! “You are fine, Sweetie, just a well spanked bottom. Nothing that won’t heal up in a few days. A good spanking stays with you awhile!! I suggest you soak it in a cool tub, on your knees, of course! Oh, Yes, you probably should sleep on your tummy. The fridge was stocked with beer and margaritas. I had originally bought four tickets to the show-one for me, one for my man and two for his friends. So far they had not shown up. So we were having a good time ourselves.We had a good buzz when we went inside for the concert. I am 33 yrs old, 36c all natural tits, 5'5 and about 130ish in weight, as I never weigh myself just keep myself physically fit. My hair is reddish brown and runs just below my shoulders. My man-Jon- is small at about 5'6. She stretched out in her chair, putting her feet up on the coffee table that was covered with the debris of game-watching. Bowls of popcorn, glasses of soda, and the remains of a half gallon of cookie dough ice cream from when the tension had gotten bad in the middle of the third period."I did," said Dee with a grin. She'd learned enough to argue—knowledgeably—with the refs when they'd made calls she hadn't liked. Then she blushed slightly. "Karl taught me a lot." Did he now?" Lani raised her. I was barely able to finish my second line. The taste in the back of my throat nearly making me gag. He offered me a soda which I gladly accepted. I took a few sips, feeling more at ease with the drugs seeping into my system. He wasted no more time and took me in his arms and began kissing me hard. Without warning his tongue was probing my mouth. Clothes were coming off quickly, thanks in large part to him. I was practically paralyzed in shock of what I was allowing to happen. Now completely.