Then...SMACK! He spanked her and I saw her body convulse, her boobs shake. She screamed and tears started flooding her eyes. SMACK! "This..." myDaddy ...aid in between spanks, "is.." SMACK! "...what happens.." SMACK! "..when you touch my Chrissy without my permission!" SMACK! SMACK! I know I saw her have an orgasm, her face showed it, in between the pain she must have felt the ecstasy of that orgasm as her eyes widened and a smile briefly appeared. I swear I saw her vag squirt something, and I. Karen may be 49 but she could pass for 35.I'm not sure if I was raised middle class or not, but I was raised in a loving family. I grew up in a small town outside of Atlanta, I'm the younger of 2 boys. I grew up next door to my grandparents, and my father worked at my grandfather's hardware store. My brother Ken and I worked at the store after school and on weekends. Ken went to Georgia Tech and is an electrical engineer for a paper company in South Carolina. Following my big brother's lead I. I trust both of you. That’s why you are managers.”I might have said more but Jean’s kiss stopped me. She kissed me longer and harder than Maria had done.“I want you, Alan, and not just as my manager. It’s too soon but you had better get used to the idea that I’m claiming you.”She unfastened her blouse to show her bra clad breasts.“I held you against these when we met. Now...”She pulled my head against her cleavage.“...this is just a sample. You’ll get more later but I need to get back to. If I had seemed hesitant before, I was no longer. I pulled her tight against me as I kissed her back. There was passion and there was heat and there was unity. We broke apart and she sighed, planting little kisses on my chin as I was doing the same to her eyes. She looked up at me and smiled. It was a very self-assured smile, as if, until that moment, she had not really understood what was happening and now, not only understood, but wanted more. I had a similar feeling.“You are a bad.