She felt like a tightly strung bow. He moved to the other nipple, lavishing equal attention on both of them. She couldn’t help the whimpers now, run...ing her fingers through his hair and along his jaw line as well as down over those broad shoulders, that strong back. He pistoned his hips against hers, giving her a brief idea that completion might be on the way. ‘Please.’ She gasped it aloud, a word, a sentence, a novel all in itself. ‘Please now.’ He grinned at her wickedly, looking up from her. It almost looked ridiculous, with its little rubber balls all on the flat side. Without warning Roy turned and brought the paddle down firmly on Stella’s ass. “Count!” he demanded as he struck again. “t –t two…” Stella Sobbed. Roy stopped the paddling and grabbed her hair, pulling it back. “Where did you learn to count?? You start at one!” Barely giving her a chance he rained down another three blows before she could scream “One!!” then he slowed down, forcing her to count out each blow.Roy. Tom was a conservative businessman who attended church regularly. He was very strict and cold to Paulette. Their standard of living had certainly improved, but friction between Paulette and Tom soon became unbearable. Fortunately Paulette was an honor student and had many scholarship offers and she would not need his support or approval once college started. She even made plans to start in the summer session.Blake, her real father, moved 1500 miles away to Florida when Paulette was only 7. He. He opened the door and invited me to enter first. He grabbed my ass as I lifted my leg and placed my foot into the first tread, “Let me help you up into the cab. That first step is a little high off the ground.” Then I felt a squeeze. My heart raced.The interior of the cab was quite spacious considering. He invited me to sit on the bed while he took the passenger seat. As he sat he adjusted himself to allow for his growing cock. Once he got seated I wasted no time in helping myself to his.