" I've been spanking little children like you for twenty years now, and nothing like this has ever happened." Do you spank Erika if she's bad?" Of cou...se," said Wayne, holding my body still as he washed my underarm. "I spanked Erika all the time when she was little, but nowadays I perform more painful punishments." Why?" If you spank a kid for a while, the kid starts to get used to it. You have to make the punishment more and more painful over time if you want the punishment to be effective.. ..” “I need you to be here about 4:30. Is there any way you can get the day off work?” “I can probably get it off, as long as I ask as soon as I get to work. Let me ask why, please.” “I just need to speak with you. Can you be here?” “I will see what I can do.” “Very good. I will see you Friday then. Goodbye.” I wanted to grill her more on why she needed to see me, but she hung up too soon. My mind raced around the reason she might want to see me. Of course, I thought she might want to see me. Breakfast, as usual, was a relaxing hour of drinking coffee and talking on the patio while enjoying a delicious cooked meal. On this day it was pecan pancakes; Lordy, they were good. Mikki had spotted a little drop of strawberry syrup on the edge of my thin mustache. She mentioned it as she reached to wipe it with her napkin. Instead of just wiping it off, she hesitated, looked me in the eyes, smiled and stuck out her tongue.The sensation of slipping it across my lips blew my mind.“Gotta take. I spread my legs, climbed on top of Tom and eased his cock into my pussy. He thrust his hips up as his cock pushed deep inside me. Tom fondled my tits as we worked together to get into a steady rhythm. I saw that Jeff was watching us with a serious look on his face.I yelled over to Jeff, "Loosen up and enjoy the show. Enjoy the view. I assume you have a good view of Tom's hard cock working like a piston in and out of my cunt. I feel fabulous. This is so dirty, so naughty, so nasty. I have.