He began to fuck me with long, slow strokes. I knew how it must look, me standing facing the wall, a white sissy, completely nude in high heels, legs ...pread wide, a big black Bull up on my ass, hunching away. It felt sooo fuckin GOOD! His hands were everywhere - my tits my ass, my legs...he wouldn't stop kissing my ears and neck and bare back...the he grabbed me in a headlock. I reached up with my hands to grab his big forearms, but he was way too strong for me. I knew he was sex crazed and was. He plans to move to the Bowery, where the other derelicts of life ultimately wash together, where a bottle of wine is more important to sleep with than a bed, where privacy is more honored than even in this disreputable neighborhood. He thinks about that, but only when necessary, because any other than those of that last night in England are unwelcome and soon forgotten.Neal raises the shot glass of cheap bourbon to his trembling lips and drinks it, mentally toasting for the hundred thousandth. That disappeared the moment I laid eyes on Steph's wavy auburn locks and she pulled me close for a rib cracking hug. You know that friend you always want to eat lunch with? The friend who manages to keep all the others together? That would be Steph, and it calmed me just knowing she was near."Yeah, it's a lot of fun to drive," I agreed, and proceeded to take the long way back to campus to show it off.Even though we hadn't kept in touch very well since New York, within a few minutes it was just. ‘Owwww’ cried Fay softly under her breath, and she started to cry softly. The spanking hurt, but at no time was she regretting the deal she’d offered. She was so horny that nothing seemed out of the question. The smacks kept falling, sharp and hard, keeping to a rhythm of Andy’s devising, sometimes alternating cheeks, sometimes landing a few on one and then a few on the other. He covered her whole bottom with spanks, from the cheeks to the fold at the tops of her thighs where her ass curved.