Justin turned his head and looked at me. I was struck dumb, absorbed and fascinated by the events unfolding in front of me. When our eyes met, he look...d down and nodded, indicating where I should be looking. He leaned back into Gaynor’s torso and she increased the rhythm of her stroking. His hips thrust forward and the veins on his throbbing black beauty were visibly swollen. The thick one on top was really engorged and I thought, "That would excite my clit." Then it happened. Justin replaced. He starts spanking me repeatedly with his hand it hurts but his other hand is fucking my pussy with his fingers and that feels so good. The spanking continues as he switches back and forth between my left ass check and then the right. I want him to stop but I think I have been fucking up at work and well I deserve to be punished besides if this all ends with him fucking me it will be worth every blow I receive from him and save my job as well. Before long my pussy juices are flowing over his. If you have not liked any of my stories so far, then hit the back button now, you will not like this one either. (Vote! Its very easy to click the button) Part Two begins: My parents went out for the night and I wondered what I might see next door. I had not had an opportunity to go into the attic at night since this all started and I got excited thinking about what I might see. It had been a very hot day so it was still really hot in the attic but that was a small price to pay. There was a. Blue comforter, beige blanket, white sheets. Two big pillows and the big stuffed Eeyore I always hugged at night.My bookcases still held my many books my dad and I had bought from the used book store on Main St. My desk was still sitting there, my old wooden desk chair right where I left it, my old Underwood manual typewriter sitting ready to type another good-bye to somebody. The hardwood floors were just as creaky and uneven as they had been. It was like a time capsule.I looked out the.