A short, sharp smack stung one buttock.“Naughty girl! Stay still!”She whimpered. Smack! Another smack on the other buttock.“Naughty girl! Be qui...t until I give you something to cry about!”She felt him sit down, taking her with him so that she was sat awkwardly on one knee. Suddenly, he swung his left arm over the top of her head to hold her waist upside down, and swung her shoulder blades down with his elbow as his right arm crossed behind her and in front of her thighs, flipping her so that. My eyes are not focussing properly and I feel like I am floating. We go back to the bed and he lays down and orders me to "Suck my Cock! Make it hard" and I lay between his legs and start tonguing the lovely cock head before sliding his shaft into my mouth and using my tongue to flick around his cock while sucking and and stroking his balls with my hand. He orders me to turn around and this gives him access to my arse while I suck him. He fingers my arse then gets off rthe bed and brings most. By late spring we were watching movies in her basement a few times a week. We started touching each other more. We flirted. And then one night we kissed.Our nineteen-year-old libidos took over from that point. We fell hard for each other. We spent all of our free time together. And we couldn’t keep our hands off one another. There was a tenderness and romance to it. But it wasn’t entirely innocent. I spent a lot of time daydreaming about sex with Bree.Unfortunately, it was only daydreaming.. It was always the same scenario and it always ended the same way. They both dressed without a word. They had probably done this 300 times, maybe more. Jimmie left. Walking down the sidewalk on his way home, he wondered if Rod would let him fuck him next time.THE HOTEL ROOMRoger was 55 and the only single man in his division at the company, so he didn’t mind doing the travelling when there was a meeting in Pittsburgh. He always stayed at the same hotel. He always asked for the same room which.