You’re safe, Mike. I know in most circumstances a girl telling a guy that would be an insult, but not in this case. Me telling you I just want to be...close friends doesn’t make you feel bad.”“No, it doesn’t. You’ll tell me if you think I’m teasing too much or crossing a line?”“I don’t think you would cross any lines. Would you REALLY have slid your hand inside my sweatshirt?”“No, of course not. That’s not teasing; that’s assault.”“Which shows my faith in you is justified.”There was a knock at. My cunt you prick.” He moves from her pussy and kisses up to and captures a nipple in his mouth as his hand finds her pussy and swats her like the bad little girl she has turned into. Spanking and pinching her clit she humps against him begging for more. Just then she keeps her threat and explodes, spraying his hand and thighs with her cum. Squirting like a fountain she lets out a scream as her legs convulse and jerk to every slap.“I knew you weren’t the little miss goody girl, but I had no. His mouth skated over her neck, down to her breasts again. Taking one nipple between his teeth, his aggression grew and his tempo quickened. She clenched down on her lover with her legs and arms and felt her body begin to quiver again.By now, his thrusts became more urgent, more reckless. He’d lost all control, not at all worried about their surroundings or the consequences of their actions. This was going to end one way, and they both knew it.Her breath, her body, her moans – all let him know. .. spanked her?" Spanked her?" Well... um... yeah. Nothing else has worked and I don't know what else to try at this point." That is a different approach. I've never been a fan of corporal punishment, but Chrissy has certainly pushed me to the point of wanting to hit her enough times. Hmmm... Well, why don't you give it a try. Don't cause her any permanent harm, but feel free to make sure that she's uncomfortable sitting down for a while." Thank you, Gail. I hope this works; because I don't.