It was an older building and she had led him into a room that looked ancient.It was a small room with cement walls and the floor was part cement and p...rt dirt. Half of the floor wascement and the other half was dirt and it rested slightly lower than the cemented area.In the corner he could see twisted metal sticking up out of the floor like a mahcine had been cut and rippedaway from it. Everything about the room looked old and dirty except for the large television and couch. Itlooked so. But this woman couldn’t spank her, could she?She was an adult now, okay. She didn’t act like one, but her mom was the only one who had ever spanked her before. All this questioning about my study habits, like she could read my mind. She knows that I’m a procrastinator ... but she is a doctor, she is supposed to help me, feel better, not to punish me like a child.That swat was just because, I didn’t bare my butt, like she told me too! Now I will get my medicine like any other guest and thenI. He looked around. Somehow he had traveled from the bedroom to the kitchen. He could smell the tofu roast his niece was preparing for dinner and her perfume lingered strongly through the kitchen although she was nowhere to be seen. He hoped she was unhurt by the powerful force that had laid him low.Wilson felt almost euphoric after his collapse. He hadn't felt as healthy and vibrant for the last two decades as he did now, despite a healthy diet and exercise. He almost felt thin. And as. I tasted her sweat. I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care.I squeezed those cheeks as hard as I felt I could, and I could feel the contours of her pussy through those shorts like I always dreamed I would. The water ran down her back and over my hands. I felt her hands sliding down my back. Then came the rocking.With a gentle rhythm, she began rocking her hips against me, using her hands on my back to pull me tighter as she rocked back. The friction on my crotch was an amazing feeling, as if she.