I tell you to step out of them and you place a hand on my shoulder as you step out of your panties and then resume your position, with your legs sprea... and your hands on your head. I tell you to ask me for your spanking. "Please spank me Sir." you say in almost a whisper. "Louder." I tell you. In a louder, but ragged voice, you say,” Please spank me Sir." I tell you to get over my lap and watch as your pretty little bottom is pointed up in the air. Your feet are just touching the floor on one. “She gave him a nut shot when he slapped her for trying to run away,” Phil told him. “And she took his car keys and wallet and tossed them down a gutter.”“Don’t ever let her say that to the police,” David warned. “He might try to have her arrested for theft. Warn her that she can never admit that officially.”“OK, Dad,” Phil replied. “But you have to admit it was smart thinking.”“It was beautiful and I hope there was a security camera nearby,” David said. “I will buy the footage of him getting. Seriously, it was a picture. ~oOo~My body had been on edge for far too long and my orgasm ripped through me. She told me that I should come for her like the slut that I was; that I should soak the bedclothes with my juices because the next time she was going to fuck me it would be in my ass. She knew how much I loved it up the ass.I came hard on that bed. Her hand on my hair ensured that my body was arched to its full extent. Her cock was deep inside me and she was still fucking it in and out. "Then we dragged you off to the pool, and you wore yourself out chasing girls all over it -- by the time you passed out, you could have had any girl in the place!" And I don't remember squat," I groused, "and I passed out!" Well, there's always tonight," Betty replied, smiling. "We'll get you back on your feet for the day and not overload you this afternoon -- you'll be fine." Tonight?" Yes -- didn't Mimi tell you? This is a two-day thing. If you'd been different, she'd have probably taken you.