Laughing to herself, she took a run at the old man, and bumped smack into him. Then, she swung her leg up and kicked him in his butt. He turned around...sharply, and Cherie could see fire in his eyes. He screwed up his face and stared at her, waiting for an explanation. “I deserve to be spanked!” she announced, somewhat proudly. When the curmudgeon tilted his head and squinted at her in disbelief, she added: “Don’t you remember? Momma said if I misbehaved, you were to give me a spanking!” The old. You scream with the release, barely hearing the noise over the pounding of your pulse in your ears, and your vision starts to tunnel down, grayness blacking out the edges of your vision. You close your eyes and lose yourself in the experience. The orgasm kept happening, and each moment you are amazed again as the strength of it increases. Your legs trembling, you could feel your hips moving involuntarily, restrained from in-and-out bucking by the grasp of my arm around you, both of your hands. But call me Caleb tonight. I’m not your teacher right now. I’m fucking you.”“Mm, yes you are Caleb. Fuck me harder please. I need to cum again.”“I can feel you around me. You aren’t gonna last more than a minute.”“Then make these few seconds worth it.”All of a sudden he stops and I hear a lot of rustling as he pulls out of me. I look behind me but as soon as I see his messy brown hair, I’m grabbed by the hips and my face goes straight into the mattress. I feel his hot and throbbing cock slide. We stood beside each other like that for a while, not even talking, just watching the rain, holding hands. Suddenly, Bryce turned to face me, a serious look on his face. “Erika…” he started. I caught my breath at his mention of my name, relishing the way he said it. “Yes?” The next thing I knew I was inside his embrace. Bryce held onto to me as if for dear life, wrapping his arms around my waist tight. “Erika,” he whispered again. This time I felt a tinge run down my spine as he breathed out my.