As Doug and I sit for a meal or two, on the large dining table, where we await for our food to be served by his obliging and obedient house keeper, I ...ook at him quietly and shyly somehow a little bit. His eyes are intense and serious and frightful in some way, and he has them fixed and glued straight on me. I don't know what the hell is exactly going on in his mind. I am not a mind reader. And I only wish that I had that divine ability and power to unravel out what goes on in people's. He swats me with his hand and tells me to hurry up. Once he’s pleased with how exposed I am he pushes his hand down to the middle of my back and bends me over the hood of my car. ‘Becky. Do you know why I’m punishing you?’ ‘Yes sir. I touched you without your permission.’ Before he asks me another question he grabs his new belt and slaps my ass with it. I gasp at the contact and the cold air making it sting but he replaces the belt with his hand to slowly stoke my ass. He strikes me five more. Even talking about, you know, girl-stuff."Girl-stuff? Oh, yeah. I wasn't going there! All I knew was that sometimes a guy shouldn't even HINT about doing anything. I figured that was enough. Don't need any details."We've talked a lot about Kevin. She seems to think he's a pretty nice guy. I figure he got that from you," Beth said as she snuggled a little closer."From me?" Yeah. He's a pretty observant kid and I guess he's seen the way you treat me and figured out the right way to treat Gail. “Honey, I think we got a fuckin virgin.” April moaned but kept grinding her pussy on my tongue. I couldn’t see what Ashley was doing but I felt more pressure in my ass. “Oh fuck yeah this ass is virgin. I can barely get a second finger in here.” April let out a shriek, grabbed my head and humped hard back and forth as she burst into an orgasm. It was so rough and hard that it seemed like a long time and every so often she would work her way up to my nose and cut off my breathing. When she.