Or if you want ... there’s my bed.” Travis was tempted but reluctant. He didn’t answer. “It’s a big bed, we don’t have to have any physica... contact” Dale promised. “It’s a great bed, Travis.” For another minute Travis stood deep in thought. Finally, he said: “Alright, we’ll stay here and yes, I’d like to sleep in your bed.” He smiled. “Of course it’s not the bed that’s the primary attraction.” Hearing that last, Dale asked with a smirk: “Did I mention that there’s a price?” Travis knew this. She looked at him very confused. He then asked her if she had been spanked today, in which she replied she had not. He told her that her fours hours of work did not count. With that said he went back to watching the game.She walked into the kitchen, not being able to believe what she had just heard. All of the work she had just completed had been for nothing. She fixed herself a bite to eat as she considered what to do. She had psyched herself up for her spanking and was glad to be done for the. Picking up his phone, he thumbed open the lock and opened up his text messages.hey marty, i was wondering if i could get ur opinion againThe next message was a selfie from Kristen, taken with a full-length mirror in a bedroom somewhere. She wore a knee-length black cocktail dress, but the length of the hem was the only concession to modesty made. Made of some skintight black fabric, it skimmed the dramatic curves of her hips and waist, showing off even the indent her navel made in an otherwise. He jerked out of her and fucked her again,this time lying on his side and thrusting quickly into her from behind, lifting one of her legs high in his hand. He fucked her rapidly, one hand on her hip, the other on her shoulder, jigging her furiously up and down on his cock. Her breasts bounced and she cried out, her eyes closed,whimpering tiredly. The enormous cock was relentless in her cunt, thrusting angrily in and out of her cunt, his balls slamming against her buttocks and thighs. She came.