I beg and plead with him to stop teasing and just take me, but his slow motion movements as he eases in and out of me tell me that he's going to make ...e wait. I writhe against him for what seems like an eternity before he finally decides to have his wicked way with me.He drives into me, leaning forward and cupping my breasts, I feel drunk with pleasure. Every thrust makes me feel like I've taken another shot and with each of his grunts, my legs grow weaker and weaker. Fully aware of how close I. Liz wasn’t expecting this to happen and pleaded, “Please, Beth, if you spank me again, I won’t be able to sit down at the theatre.”Beth wasn’t sympathetic at all as she said in a stern almost maternal tone, “Not my problem, Liz.”Liz decided she could not resist. After all, Beth was acting with the dominance she so loved and was using her haughty voice that she just wanted to obey. She didn’t want another spanking so soon after the first one but knew that it had to be Beth’s decision, and, after. Tell you what, we will celebrate with you. Why? What do you want? Why do you think I want something? Everyone does. Molly let her guard down. Against her better judgment she decided to go celebrate. Little did she know she was being followed. Molly and Kent went out and they had a great time. Molly felt…comfortable with him. She relaxed and was enjoying herself. But it was getting late and she had to go. Kent walked her to her car. Molly, I really enjoyed myself. I would like to see you again.. She went up to his room and knocked on the door softly. She didn’t want to wake Angela or Mrs. Sanders. He didn’t answer, so she pushed the door slightly. ‘Chris, can I come in?’ ‘Anna. I’m sorry,’ Chris managed to say. He was sitting in the armchair facing the window and he was crying. His face was in his hands. His loosened tie, half unbottoned shirt, and crumpled pants were barely visible in the light of the moon and the night lamp. When he looked up at Anna, the pain in his face was as.