Kris put the blindfold on the wife and the headset on her. He talked into the mic because this conversation would be used later as a hypnotic tune up ...nd because he had subliminal messages already in the background playing thru the headset.Kris pulled out his cock and kept asking questions of the wife. How old were you when you first had sex? 13. Who did you fuck? My boyfriend. How many men have you fucked. Over 300. Kris almost came right then. This demure woman was indeed a whore!. And any he didn’t sell or simply give away, he just left. What Gladys did with them, he never knew, and she never told him. He’d just started sketching an old guy that had come in off the streets. Not exactly homeless perhaps, he had enough at least to pay for his dinner. But it was obvious the man lived a hard and tough life. And so he began to sketch. Like always, when he really got into his drawings, paintings, he tended to shut everyone, and everything else out. ‘That’s pretty good!’ he. He reached over, sliding his hand up her smooth thigh. He reached her panties, clearly feeling her swollen pussy lips through them. They were soaking wet, and incredibly hot. He ran his fingers over to the side of her panties. He slipped them into the side, over the curls of his sister’s pubic hair to her slit. It was sopping wet. He dipped a finger into her steamy hole. “Ohhhh…” she sighed, watching him with nothing but lust in her eyes. She needed to get fucked so badly. His softening dick. We would then discuss them, and then I would be spanked accordingly. At the end of the semester, I would receive a longer spanking, depending on how well I improved in school. This sounded fair to me. I was surprised at how calmly we were able to discuss my spankings."Before I begin your formal spankings, I need to ask you a few question and get some honest answers. So come over here and stand in front of me." I stood in front of me and proceeded to undo my belt and unzip me. "Stand still.