"You think I'm asking for it?" Angel taunted, "Dream on!" Yes I think you are asking for it and you are about to get it," Jordan smirked as he dragged...her over to the bed and sat on the edge, pulling her over his lap and quickly yanking down her pants and panties. She was soon laying over his knee with her pants down in all her glory. He wasted very little time smacking her bare bottom nice and hard."Ouch!" she cried with each firm smack, "You're a brute."Jordan thought of the first time he had. She started to whine again. "What's that? I can't hear you. Please...what?" He leaned over her and licked the nipple of her other breast before taking it in his mouth and suckling hard, his teeth scr****g the sensitive flesh."Please master. Please." She felt herself blushing all over. He put both hands back on her hips and slid them down to pull her legs up around his waist. She watched him lick his lips as he started to increase the rhythm. With her legs up around his waist he was able to fill. There was a mound of mail awaiting us, but nothing for me from the Law School. Of course, it wasn't the New Year yet. We put our stuff away, opened all the windows to air things out, and went to buy food supplies. When we returned, I let Rachel stow things and I sat down with the mail.I did a quick sort into trash and "open," then resorted the "open" into "P" and "R" (anything addressed to both of us went to "R"). As planned, I had the charge card bill and a receipt from the Four Seasons,. She had been frustrated and horny for almost the entire two years they had been married. Her relationship with Tony had always been good. They had liked each other from the start. She had never tried to assert a parental status with him. On the day she had married Roger, Tony had asked if he should start calling her ‘Mom’. ‘No,’ Katie had told him, ‘Not unless you really want to. You have a mother. She’s just divorced from your father, not dead. You’ve called me Katie up until now. There’s no.