My getting off was entirely secondary. Maybe his being naked on the floor in the foyer of a strange house was humiliating enough to keep him intereste...... What do I know about humiliation! I turned myself so I was beside him in what would be a variation of a 69 position so there was hope of getting that fat cock down my throat. I worked on his cock sucking him out to full 10 inches of fat glory, I had him in the back of my mouth just before my throat and with one push I went for it, there was. I had no idea I had an interest in fishing until I met Horace. Horace was the man in Warren for all things fishing. First of all he bought and sold fishing rods. He had quite an assortment of rods both new and used. The came with and without reels. Horace sold the tackle that made the rods usable instantly. Oh yeah, one other thing, Horace also sold bait. He was there for all things fishing, I'm telling you.So I walked around thinking and finally decided that I wanted to fish. I had been. They shouldn't need them at my age. I can't be older then twenty. And whydo I have the scars down below, too? Something is wrong here. Somethingdoes not add up at all.*I looked for my clothes and found that the vast majority of them werevery girly indeed. There were little black dresses and other dresses andbras and panties and various other clothes, and something didn't feelright when I tried one on. Putting on the bra was a struggle, but Imanaged it. I did find some blue jeans and a soft pink. Being d****d over my knee has the effect of stretching your Wife's sexy pants, tight across her firm round bottom, so the lovely quivering mounds of her beautiful arse cheeks present a tantalisingly teasing target. There's something incredibly intimate and outrageously exciting about a spanking, you marvel to yourself. You're captivated by the sight of me eagerly rubbing your Wife's booty, in big swirling motions, and then peppering her jiggling bottom with pats and slaps and hard spanks."Of.