If I had a chance, I would let either of them spank me to this day. It makes me wet and very horny. Sometimes when I am having sex, I will think about...them and pretend it is them making love to me after a spanking. I fantasize about Mrs Fields, her soft tender thighs, warm and inviting, squeezing me tight while I pull her panties off and lick her soft warm tender hairy pussy. Making her cum and scream in ecstasy. She then fucks me with a strap on and taps my ass with her paddle. I’ve dreamed. I turned around with my bottom toward him on myside. He applied fresh KY, then slipped smoothly into me. Dad was fullyhard, and was once again fucking me. My bottom was now used to hislarge dick, it felt nice the way he was using the whole length of it,sliding in and out. I wondered if Carol's dad was fucking her rightnow, I glanced at the clock, nearly half past ten. Dad rolled onto hisback lifting me so I was on top facing away from him, I put my hands onhis knees and was riding him, he had. She hurt between her legs. It all happened too quickly, and she searched for reasons to return humbly to the apartment and ask forgiveness. It wasn’t pride which stopped her. An uncertainty kept her in the hotel room. She was near certain her husband would beat her again.She had five thousand dollars and a small infant. She rushed downstairs and found a local bodega. She purchased baby food and milk and diapers. Not only did she need a job, she also needed an apartment. Most of all, she wanted. He stopped by Steve on the couch, “While I’m here I’m in charge, your wife works for me…drink as much as you like coon.”Steve didn’t appreciate the racial slur, but the guy had the look of a Hardass. Throughout the rest of the day Steve heard repeated pops…but he couldn’t figure out, it was Rod’s big white hand slapping his wife’s chubby brown ass. Finally Steve was drunk he found his bar and mixed in some scotch. Rod picked him up like a baby as Sheila marveled at his strength, he put him on.