‘It does tricks or does it have a mind of it’s own?’ she asked with a laugh. ‘Both,’ I answered. ‘How much farther are we going?’ With a...smile, she answered, ‘All the way.’ Then after a short pause, ‘To the next barrier at the old bridge.’ she finished with a laugh. ‘Shall we go?’ We got into the truck and I proceeded. Trish moved over beside me and rested he hand on my thigh, just inches from my swollen member. She dropped the other hand into her lap and lightly rubbed the small V of hair. I'm tired of this straight stuff, I want sexy waves cascading down my back." And I want a million bucks, tax free. I'll curl your hair but I still think your only chance is to pull this off with your body is to wear a helmet with horns sticking out of it and sing opera." I got a brass bra on sale at Lane Bryant and I've never had a problem with being horny. I am putty in your hands, mold me to your will, fair damsel." Jeez! I'm gonna puke in the hair sink if you keep that shit up!. Well,. I wasn't provocatively dressed in any way, just a grey-marl vest over a blue push-up bra, a knee length faded denim skirt and a pair of black ballet pumps. I pulled my skirt hem down as if in a bid to cover my legs and moved on. In the next two aisles he was notable by his absence, perhaps he'd gone...but no by the milk section I saw him, his eyes steadfastly fixed on me as I approached. I averted my gaze, my mouth was feeling dry. Was I being stupid, I was a 53yo woman , I'd seen men of every. Jeth then ordered me to close the front door. I did as commanded and was directed to stand in front of him. After pulling my t-shirt off me he dragged my shorts and underpants down simultaneously. Jeth then pulled me over his lap, and with both my hands restrained by his left hand commenced hitting my butt with his right hand. Slaps and verbal abuse rained down on me for a few minutes.As I continued wailing excitedly I was frog marched to his room, with his huge hand around the back of my neck..