"I guess it depends on how thetalk is going with the little guy downstairs," she muttered out loud.She reached into her panties, closed her eyes, and ...oaned quietlyhoping that her wish would come true.When she opened her eyes she saw the silhouette of her man framed bythe bedroom door. He was in his shirt sleeves with his jacket over hislarge forearm. She broke out in a large smile, her eyes gleaming asshe watch him approach her bed confidently. He sat down on the bed,took her in his strong. This time his hand also went down between my thighs and across my scrotum and back up to my ass crack. I realized that my little dick was very hard and I was very turned on by this. I have no idea where this came from; being spanked is not a fantasy I had had before, but I was definitely very turned on. I now realized that Mr. Anderson's dick was very hard and I could feel it below my tummy. “How many minuets late were you?” he asked. I was terrified. I was fifteen minutes late which meant he. It cheered him as Jughead Jones was tired and moody walking home. Hehated the walk home. Every step he took reminded him of the grindingpoverty in his family. It wasn't that he lived on the wrong side of thetracks. He lived on the wrong, wrong side of the wrong side of thetracks! Riverdale was a prosperous, middle size city with only a fewblighted parts, and he was 'lucky' enough to live in one. He washungry, but then he was always hungry. It was a background feeling hewas all too used to.He. My head was spinning as she went on. “Lisa and I talked about how badly we wanted to share you, but we just didn’t know how you would react. I was nervous to endanger what we had, and the fallout could be worse at school. Instead, we agreed that if Lisa ever got the chance, she had the green light to seduce you. I wanted her to experience what I had. That’s why she knew every detail about you, it’s because every time we had sex, Lisa and I had sex and she heard all about you. And when you two.