I lost count after 100 or so, she had paddled my butt from every angle, switching from cheek to cheek and dead center. I was crying, not fighting and...she finally let me up. She then stood up and hugged me.After all this she announced bed time so I pulled my shorts up and went to bed, Pat knew the job she had done, I was sleeping on my stomach, my ass was a pulsating ball of heat and bruise, she snuggled next to me, occasionally pinching my cheeks to make sure she had done her job. She told. The only light came from a few candles, and their puddles of light failed to illuminate Harold."I don't need help. The poison that the physician gave me failed to kill me." Harold's voice was bitter."Please, Sire, let me read some verses from the holy book. Maybe it can supply insight and help to you in this troubled time." Charles opened his copy at random. "Let not your vanities stop you from helping your brother, for it ... no, that does not seem appropriate, let me try again." Charles. She sat up and I lied down, legs open, knees in the air, ready for her. She held my wrists down and teased my ass hole with her cock. “I take it this is your first time down there?” she asked, holding me down. I nodded and we both smiled.She pushed her cock forward and I could feel her sliding into me, the Vaseline being an excellent lubricant. She slowly continued, moving in and out until she was all the way in and I was letting out noises I never knew I could. That was until she grabbed my. Her soft eyes looked up into mine and right into my soul, and her soft voice said, ‘I want you.’ ‘I want you to take me to bed,’ she said softly. ‘I want you to take me to heaven, I want you to take me all around the world, I want you to take me up one side and down the other, but most of all I just want you to take me. I want you to give me all you have, to put it to me until I go crazy from taking it, until I can’t take it any more. I want you to go on and go on until I can’t stop coming. I.