I was quickly moving to the verge oftears and being out of control as he did paddle just that hard and fast."Enough...enough!" I blubbered but there w...uld be no stopping thispaddling until I was turned into a bawling baby girl who would obeyDaddy completely. It wasn't long after that point was reached that Ifound it literally impossible to talk and all I could do was cry andcarry on like the bad little sissy I was who had gotten the kind ofpaddling that was needed and so much deserved. A. Well she managed to get him off from the crowd and have sex with him. When she came back to me she said that she had just fucked him in the bathroom. I asked how was it? She sipped her drink and said it was great. She said he was extremely well hung and he beat her pussy up real hard. She told me she could feel her heart beating in vagina. Well since that day last summer she and John have been hooking up a couple times a week. I can actually feel a difference in her once tight pussy, it is alot. ...cause this baby needs to suckle badly". She said as she stood and dropped the lighting remote.I stood the stunned, this is it, this is where I stop being the regular straight guy and become bisexual in practice as well as intent.Her pvc gloved hand caressed my aching bulge, purring like the cat the got the cream, my arms pulling her closer. The delicate feminine perform belied the slutty outfit and obvious sexual intentions. Our lips met softly at first but then as the initial moment. You thrust back to meet each plunge of my thrusting cock and soon we are oblivious to all around us. Nothing matters but our all consuming passion. You try hard to suppress your grunts each time I plunge back into you but it is no use, your muffled cries resonate into the night air. We freeze momentarily as a couple passes nearby but soon they are gone and we resume our frantic fucking on the hood of my car. Our grunts and cries are soon joined by the loud smacking sounds of my abdomen slapping.