They just feel right to me. I also had a Camaro Z28, but I never bonded with that car the way that I did with the Mustangs. Much like the Corvette, t...e Camaro doesn’t give you the road feel that the Mustang does. The Mustang is more forgiving and is easier to reign back in before the tail spins. When you reach the limits with a Camaro, it just goes and goes fast, much like the Porsche turbos of old. I don’t know, but there is something about a rear drive pony car with a small block V8 that. I cut her off with a slap to ‘er opposite cheek. The red marks looked rather fetching.She stayed silent this time and I smiled at her learning some manners. “So yah see here, you know the law? I can do whatever I want with you, ‘en you can’t do nothing ‘bout it.”“Fuck you, disgusting pig, I’ll never…”Another slap shut her up for a few seconds. I decided I’d had enough of ‘er tongue flapping when it could be put to gainful employment, so I lay down the law.“Georgie, get over here and spread y’er. I loosened my tie and sat down in my favourite chair as my wife disappeared out into the kitchen. She returned a moment or two later armed with a cardboard box. It was still sealed so I knew that she had been saving the surprise. Sandra knelt at my feet and began to tear the box open. She was excited - like a k** with a Christmas present. I looked down at her as she ripped the paper off and split the taped seam of the box with a long, painted fingernail. Her gown gaped a little and I could see. Last night he had made love to Lisa. This morning he was going fuck Valentina eight ways from straight. The little minx deserved it."Alex..." she warned. Lisa had never felt so excited in her life. This was a new side that she was seeing of him. Well, not seeing but feeling, she amended. She waited with her breath bated and tried to figure out what he was doing."Patience, Valentina. I want you to stay absolutely still. The moment you start squirming, I'll stop and we'll start all over again,".