They figured Ron for a Commie, or at least a socialist, who was trying to sneak out of his responsibilities as an American. But they finally compromis...d with him, and reclassified him as 1-AO, rather than 1-O. That would mean he could be drafted and would have to serve in the army if he were, but he would serve as a noncombatant.In the end Ron let the classification stand for the time being, made plans for postgraduate study, and re-filed his deferment forms.Just before the new semester. “Daddy.” As I say this, more cum churns out of me in anticipation, and I feel a little pee spill out to mix with it.I bend over your lap. You un-tape me and pull the diaper back. Your one hand finds its way to my slit to hold me and to rub me between spanks. The other you use to just run round and round on my cheeks.“Baby, we’ll do ten with my hand, next ten with the paddle, followed by ten with the brush and finish with the last ten with my hand again.”I am wiggling and dripping as I hear what. Just enough time for you to slip into something more comfortable and bake me a batch of those fine cookies of yours!"The irony of his comment struck at me like a hammer. Nailed to the phone, I giggled stupidly and replied "Yes, they are damn fine cookies - highly in demand!" See you soon then babe" Click. Lost in the conversation with my husband, I hadn't noticed that Mike had left the room."Hello?" I called tentatively, "Mike?!" A little louder..."In here" His mesmerizing voice from the. Caress becoming deep dark. As fire like kisses came to my breast as I was caressed and rubbed in darkness.’ Yes’ she moaned.suckling my nipple softly.and rubbing me tightly.giving me warm moist kisses on my breast caress my nipple tugging softly and stroking me slowly..squeezing and circling me in warm kisses and licks.’ So shy’ she moaned. Rubbing her nose against me as I felt her finger caress my breasts, pinch my nipple.’ Lessons ‘ she whispered.as she rubbed my vagina. Hard. Suckling my.