No fuss here is what I have scribbled for you. ‘Yes’ you are right mature passion again, my god why do these women older to me drive me crazy? To ...nderstand this concept you need to go through this heavenly journey. A day at the office as a new joiner nothing much to do and it was driving me nuts to just sit there and do nothing. Like always I started to scribble these below lines reliving my earlier memories……..She was older than what I might normally have thought of as someone I’d engage in. My mind was wondering away from the table when suddenly without even noticing I was done with my dinner and my mom's voice brought me back to reality. Sarah darling do you want some dessert? I made key lime pie, your favorite!!!Normally that would have been the highlight of my day but not today, today I declined telling my mom I was very full and I would just go upstairs and start my homework, amazed that I passed out on key lime pie she told me to go ahead and start my homework.As I walked up. "We'll do it if we have to, you know that by now." Anne's voicewas cold and intense. "So. It's make your mindup time Claire. Will you screw our doggie, or do we zap your pretty tits?" "No . . . I won't do it, I won't do it." Claire sobbedhysterically, "you can go to hell you sick perverted bitch." Anne's smile barely curled her full red lips:she threw a brief nod to the men and said, "Okay bitch, then we do it your way." "No!You can't do this to me!" Claire shrieked as she was lifted from the. He had a belt in his hand, folded in half, with the buckle end wrapped once around his fist. She found herself in this predicament because of their earlier discussion about their sex life, over breakfast this morning. Francesca had loved spanking, since she was introduced to it in college. Joe didn't mind - after all, it wasn't his ass getting beat - but he wasn't enthusiastic enough for her tastes. Joe had been taught that it wasn't nice to beat up on women. With all of the talk about harsher.