.I have a girlfriend for several years, and although we work in different places, different countries, for work, whenever I can I will visit her.My gi...lfriend ,she is a 28-year-old girl, thin, 5'7 hight, long-haired brunette, brown eyes, a beautiful smile, and an angelic face. She lives with her mother, a mature woman of 60, She cannot be classified as pretty, although it must be recognized that she remains thin, something that is already appreciated, in her youth she was brunette, although now. He probably had to work, he did have two jobs. She drank a little to much, not really drunk but my mom suggested I drive her home when the party broke up. On the way to her house Laura and I talked politely about nothing. I parked in the driveway and turned to say goodnight; something happened our eyes locked. Ten, twenty, thirty seconds I don't know. I do know, I wanted her and for the first time in my life, she wanted me. We both leaned in at the same moment and started making out. It was my. Pulling back the cane, I whip it through the air. She jumps with thesound even though I don't strike her. With the next whipping sound, I strike her ass harder thenbefore. She yelps. ?Please,? she whimpers. ?Please, what?? ?Please don't use the cane on me. I will be good.? ?I don't remember saying you weren't good.? And I deliver another strike of the cane. This is a heavierblow, and it leaves a telltale mark across her right cheek. ?Fuuuck ?? comes from her. I smack her again. ?Pleeease ?? ?If. I moved my head back and looked at her and again she had that look on her face. As her breathing slowed Katie said almost in a whisper, ‘That was very special Tony. Very, very, special.’ I replied, ‘That was beautiful Katie.’ We kissed deep and lay like that for a few minutes. I got off of her, lay down on my side and Katie turned on her side facing me. What ever was going on with her was deep but I couldn’t tell what it was. I knew what I was feeling and had felt from the first time we had.