“You better be careful. Make him wear a condom!”“You should come with us. I bet he would love to fool around with us both.”“I’m not a wh...re like you.”“Yes, you are. What about the guy you fucked last night?”“I better get over to the entrance. I’ll meet you at the pizza parlor."“Be safe, Kate.”“You too.”**Kate walked toward the front of the flume. Her mystery man was waiting by the sign. Kate licked her lips and walked towards him.“Hey sexy. You’re a sexy thing, aren’t you?”“It’s your. The thought made me smile. We were in this together, whatever happened next.And I realised it was true. I did want to see my husband spanked. I wanted to see him get exactly what he’d been asking me for all these years. For that reason alone, he did deserve it!I saw Jason nod in – what? Acceptance? Resignation? Whatever, once more, my husband was going to go along with it. Good man! I wanted to pat him on the head.‘Yes, Peter, I deserve to be spanked. I – I need to be taught some humility. And. I’m an artist.” His voice had an edge of something that sounded almost like apology.Surprised, she turned back to look at him. “Really? I never knew you did anything like that. So, do you paint?”“Draw, paint, computer painting... I’m learning a little about sculpting from one of my friends. Mostly painting, though. Nature scenes, animal studies, and fantasy creatures are what I’m known for.”“Is it hard to get by? I mean, that’s the cliche – the starving artist.”He laughed. “I worked on an. I feel so wet and need you so much, that I am rubbing myself against your hard cock. I unzip you and move down, your hands leave my hard nipples and are tangled in my long hair. I feel your hard cock and I slide the head into my mouth, flicking and swirling my tongue round the tip and taste your pre-cum. I lick and kiss your hard cock, moving down the shaft and licking and kissing you. I take the head into my mouth as far as it will go and I suck you. I hold your balls and caress them, moving.