“I might have known!” she barked at him. “You self-righteous little hypocritical prick! You, the perfect little Catholic, you beat up a defencel...ss and totally innocent man. You’re no son of mine. None of my children would do such a thing.”“He deserved it,” Peter said coming up behind her. “He’s been hiding you.”Claire whirled round. “Oh, Peter, you are an utter idiot! You’ve really messed things up this time. The police are looking for you – aggravated assault with intent I should think.. I didn’t think you would spank me so soon, today. Can’t it wait until later?” “You will learn that I like to punish you as close as I can to when you have offended me. Also, your complaining will add a few more swats to your punishment. I will start with the new paddle I got you for your birthday.” Kay showed me the paddle. It was made out of leather and it was about the shape of a ping-pong paddle. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! “Ouch! That really stings,” I complained. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!. I mean, I don’t object to attending a black church, but I suspect Tracy set me up, rather than giving me the address to hers.”“Let’s not jump to conclusions,” Phil cautioned. “There must be some reasonable explanation. After all, why give you a fake address when you’re going to see her again on Monday? Talk about an awkward conversation.”The day Tracy asked Abe to attend, he was sure she hadn’t given him the address, convinced she’d changed her mind. However, he’d discovered it in his shirt. “Hey make sure you tell me if I need to stop” Matt told Tom. “I will.”Matt unscrewed the lid to the bottle and squeezed the thick lube onto the tip of Tom’s cock right at his peehole. Matt picked up the thinness steel rod and after spreading some more lube onto it, lined it up with the opening of Tom’s cock. “Ready dude?” Matt asked. “Yeah go for it” Tom replied. Matt slowly pushed the rod into Tom’s cock. “Wow I feel it going in” Tom said. “Stop, stop” Tom told Matt grabbing his hand to stop.