“I don’t know Daddy, how many do you think I deserve?” She purred.I started spanking her butt, fairly lightly. She squealed and giggled, squirmi...g on my lap. Her butt turned pink fairly quickly and then her giggling stopped.“Uh God. Harder. Please!” She moaned.I brought my hand down hard on her ass, making her scream in shock and leaving a red hand print on her ass.“Again! Please!” She gasped.I hit her again and her head came up.“I want to suck your dick. Please Daddy, can I?” She moaned,. No matter how hard I tried to get rid of the hard chunk of meat it just got harder. Here she was a straight-laced woman who wouldn’t stand any shenanigans Gawd she didn’t even let her husband fuck her so I had no chance I made sure I was well into the table so she couldn’t see my erection but I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. “Well did the massage work or are you still in pain?” I asked as matter of factly as I could manage.“Yes, I had a good night’s sleep and woke up feeling great this. Please.HarrietThere was a business card attached with the name Harriet T. Scott and a phone number.That intrigued him. Harriet, the black woman, looked in her late thirties, so she wasn’t underage or past her menopause. She didn’t seem like an ax murderer, which was one reason he could think of for that “can’t” in her note. He called her.They arranged to meet on neutral ground, by the bandstand in Washington Park. She knew his name and, despite that “can’t”, he hadn’t wanted to make it too easy. We shall crush them with all our might. For we are Farfallan! We shall never be defeated!”-------------------------------Author's message: To quote Nick Clegg: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. There's no easy way to say that I'm sorry." It's December the 18th, and I submitted chapter 3 on New Year's Day. 17 days is the longest gap I've ever had between chapters. I'm sorry again. The reasons are many and varied. At first it was me enjoying my Christmas presents (Mostly AC Syndicate and.