“Go on, turn around for me. Be my good girl.” Without a word, I do. I slide up onto you, positioning myself into the sixty nine stance. Both of yo...r hands land hard, with a loud crack against my ass, gripping tightly, you pull me roughly against your face. The stubble of your facial hair nip into my skin, your tongue burying itself into my hole without mercy. Lashing into me like you would your cock, I slowly rock back and forth, riding against you the best I can, as you keep your grip tight on. She stroked my bum and played with the edges of my black panties. My mind was racing with anticipation.'' Now, if it is too much just say 'RED' okay?'' She squeezed my cheeks and lightly dug in her fingernails ''...and I'd like it if you asked me for this...'' She giggled again. I shook my head, it was humiliating to ask to be spanked but I wanted desperately to show her my submission. She stroked my hair. ''Come on, you came here for this, didn't you? Deep down you knew what you really. He reached for the glasses in his hand and said, “Is the ’83 okay for you?”Courtney said, “I thought we were going to save that for our Anniversary?”Miles smiled, “I think that tonight we just might need this one.”Miles went to the center drawer and pulled out the corkscrew and Courtney said in a tender and whimpering voice with her head shaking back and forth her eyes seemed to be distant as she was thinking, “I was raped ~ or molested ~ or betrayed I don’t know.” Her hands came back up to. She picks up the downstairs phone and calls a friend. Before she leaves, I tell her, “Keep a copy of everything hidden in case there is a problem. Be sure to get 16 copies of the VHS tapes and the cassette. I will go to Grace’s tonight, get 16 copies of the phone call tape and write a letter to go with the packages. Don’t forget the letter explaining everything. I want the packages mailed before the truck picks the mail up Friday morning. I want them out of town before the weekend. Then it is.