I continued to spank her, but more lightly as I sensed her excitement overcoming the sting of the blows. Her soft buttocks were fiery red and her juic...s were beginning to leak from between her legs and stain my chinos.Her movements changed and she thrust herself down onto my cock, panting and gasping. I kept my hand on her neck and quickened the pace, swatting her buttocks alternately and dragging my hand across her smarting flesh. A convulsive spasm ran through her and her legs tensed and. She reached down and lifted my shirt over my head and run her fingers down my bare chest. I removed her top which was damp from her dancing. He had great tits which were begging to be freed from her sports bra. I pulled her into me and reached around to remove her bra, letting her lovely tits out from thier prison. I firmly grabbed a breast in each hand making her moan with pleasure. I always thought she'd be a loving and tender sexual partner, boy I was wrong. She was like an a****l, so. Maybe becoming socializedwould help me forge some kind of compromise between my body and mymind.This was probably the most important part of the plan. Because whileMrs. Komori probably could have made up a fake life for me all the wayup to age 18 or beyond, it would have required my staying under wrapsfor the most part until I could step into it, and there was no tellingwhat that kind of isolation might do to my brain. I mean, there was noway on earth I could fake being even a young adult the. "I love your tits!" she exclaimed. "They're wonderful!"I couldn't tell if it was envy or lust making her say that. I really didn't care, as long as she didn't stop touching me. I reached behind her and ran a finger between her labia. They folded open for me and a few drops of her juice ran out onto my fingers. I put one finger into her pussy and then two. I still had room to move around, but I stopped at two."You're pretty loose," I said, teasingly. "Have you been getting too much cock for your.