. We had previously discussed how much he craved fast paced intense fucking, showing lots of passion and want. Well that was exactly what he gave me. ... was coming down from my orgasm and he went to the bedside table, slid on a condom and was quickly leaning over my body kissing me deeply. He pushed my underwear to the side and slid himself inside me in one thrust. It hurt a little, feeling him break me in to his stride and pound into me. But I didn't care - it just felt so good to have him on. It was different in college, of course; I went wild. I almost lost Jonathan again, and probably for good this time, had Dad not put an end to my wildness with a good spanking over his knee on my bare behind. This was in front of my roommates during the end of my sophomore year, and I hated him for it. He made me kneel in a corner afterward, like he made me do when I was a little girl, hands on my head, my bare bottom showing the results of his handiwork. I hated him, but I grew up that night. I. He didn’t get along with the neighbor because he considered him what he referred to as “White Shoes, a slicker.” Henry was political, a “glad hander” and sold insurance plus used cars on the side in town.The Chief stopped and put his big hairy arm on the driver door sill and grinned evil. “Livestock huh?” Henry, the neighbor laughed and said, “Breeder livestock, god and general fucker you mean.” “Ye-e-e-a-a-ah,” said the Chief. “Swingin’ a lot of salami there. You still doing furnaces?” “I. “I guess my brother told me a tall tale,” he said. “He made it seem so real.”Mike shrugged and Charlie moved away to get his own breakfast.Charlie walked across the cafeteria and sat down at a table with a couple of his friends.“They were lying through their teeth,” he said. “Let’s give them a couple of days, and then on Friday, we’ll get the boys together and crash their little party. Once we’re inside they can either take a turn or fuck off. Their choice.”His friends grinned and nodded.The.