"Flip over and let me lick that honey pot" I told her. She happily obliged.Now she was laying on her back, on the edge of my bed, with her feet on the...floor. I spanked her pussy several times each swat a little harder than the last, just to get her blood flowing. (Ashley also likes it rough.) I smiled and crawled up her to kiss her mouth.The kiss was filled with urgency and need on her part, but I wanted her to come hard for me, and that required working her up to it.I moved to her neck and. And that smile, only differentiated from a friendly one by an extra quarter of an inch in lip movement and a subtle change in his eyes, stayed with me.Looking back on things, it was that smile that really began the second phase of my life.As I rounded the bend and ran onto my own property, I noticed my wife heading into the house from the garage as I called it. It was actually an old barn that I kept my cars in.My house used to be part of a large farm. We bought only the house and the four. " Well, not exactly," Jennifer said. "He told me about the book, but didn't want to pass it to me right away, so I just took it from him and went to my room to read it."Peter smiled. "Yeah, that's true. Jenny was naughty and took it from my bag."Leena looked at Jennifer and asked, "Was that when you cast the 'Golden Hair' spell?" No, not yet," Jennifer replied. "Peter came up afterwards and showed me the summoning spell." Yeah, I was just describing what you did in the shop, and the book. She said in her fantasy she wanted to have three needles in each breast with a pause between each. One directly through the breast, one through the nipple and the third through the ring around the nipple the tenderest area we were to do them one needle at a time a long pause between each breast, so she knew exactly what was to come maximising the apprehension. She was insistent that we were to do it slowly regardless of her pleas, there was to be absolutely no safe word and we were to carry it.