Still, Pete grabbed her wrist and pinned it to her lower back without missing a beat of her spanking. By the time he stopped again, her bottom was def...nitely beyond pink. He allowed her to rest on his lap. She lay limp, like a rag doll as she cried. After a moment, he patted her bottom and said, "Alright, Laura. Get up, please." He helped her stand up and then stood after her. She hopped from one foot to the other, her hands hovering near, but not touching her bottom. Pete turned and fetched. I pulled down her pants and started kissing her thighs and licked her pussy. I was surprised to see it already wet. Now she asked me did I watch Pratibha. I said her boobs were bigger for her size and I got a glimpse of her naked boobs while bending.I came on top of her she moved her legs wide open. I was positioning my dick on her hole. She asked if I wanted to fuck Pratibha. Imagine her as Pratibha. My cock got stiffened more and fucked her imagining as Pratibha. I kissed her and moaned. "she is not home" she said softly."Ok then I will come later". I quickly answered and tried to walk away.Before I could move, she said "Come in!" opening the door and showing her slim body. She is not a woman of shape. But she had those dark black hair and small breast which is compact for a hand and a curvy hip. "she will come in a while" she completed and snapped out of ma stare."Ummm..." I stammered as my eyes ran over her body. "Okay!" i said and walked in.The hall had a sofa and a tv in. I stared at the ceiling.All alone.And then my phone lit up, the ringtone blaring. It wasn't a text message; I had my cell phone just set to chime if one of those came through. This was an actual call.For a second I thought DJ did have time for me, and was calling me back to chat and fill my evening with love and brightness. I eagerly snatched up the phone and glanced at the screen just as my brain finally recognized the ringtone. It wasn't DJ. It was Adrienne. And I felt no less happy that.