He liked to kiss and make out as much as the next guy, but still, it was nice to get the real thing once in awhile too. He called her Sunday morning, ...o say hello and to let her know that he was thinking about her. They talked for a half hour before Sonny got up the nerve to try to resume their earlier conversation."So, you never did answer my question about the sexiest thing that you did before you met me." When did you ask me that question, Sonny?" When we were talking last week, just before. Now a blowjob whilst driving is one of those things that you really want to experience and it doesn’t happen often enough for my liking but that might be for a reason - it’s very difficult to concentrate when a tongue, lips and fingers are working on your cock! Christina was really working it, her mouth sliding up and down, her tongue polishing the head and in order to reach her bare tit, I was having to lean at an angle. It didn’t take her long until she was squirming in her seat. I shifted. . Hey, Beks. Come check this out. Looks like a journal…” With an almost solemn gesture he placed the book into my hands, his eyes meeting mine, a hint of excitement in them. “Your Gran’s, B. Bet it’s got all sort of dirty secrets in it.” “Should I have a look?” I asked, looking for a genuine answer. After all, reading someone else’s journal wasn’t something you took lightly, even if that person was dead. What if she turned out to be a burglar, or a serial killer or, even worse, a conservative.. Reaching into the drawer he pulled out a long, thin paddle. Fully two feet long but only two inches wide, the paddle was padded and covered with supple brown leather. Looping the strap around his wrist, he stepped up behind his wife and positioned himself.SMACK!Anita yelped and stood upright but John had expected that. “Down! Back!” he yelled, as his free hand caught his wife by the scruff of the neck and bent her over again. As soon as she had bent again, he pulled his arm back and gave her.