.... men are men!” Lisa said nothing for a moment. “Maybe I deserve a spanking.” She said breaking the awkward silence. Roy could feel his ere...tion straining against his tight fitting jeans. His mouth felt dry and he was starting to tremble. “How did she know that this was one of his peccadilloes? Had Tricia’s mother said something to Tricia about her reasons for divorcing him? Had Tricia told Lisa?” “It’s......it’s......not for me to say.” Was all Roy could say. Her hand felt hot on his. On the other hand, two school days previous had been spent studiously avoiding a rather embarrassing situation with a classmate, and then when she turned the situation around on him, the next day trying to keep his thoughts off how his now girlfriend was trying to entice and seduce him. While he was smart enough not to have to worry about understanding the material, he was a little worried about class participation and pop quizzes over the types of obtuse things teachers like throwing out. It drives me wild; the feeling of my vibrator buried deep in my ass and my vigorous rubbing on my swollen clit send me over the edge. I beg Daddy for permission to cum… he lets me. “Take your toy out of your ass, daddy has something else he needs you to do for him.” I follow his commands; taking out my toy, sliding it back into my dripping slit, working myself up to another smashing orgasm… and then daddy says something I really didn’t expect… “Okay slut, take your toy out and take it deep in. You can learn a lot from thriller movies, the same rules apply and a relationship starts to tear apart only when it becomes boring and the sex life becomes a chore rather than an adventure. In the case of me and Barry it has been a long time since we tried other stuff or at least did it someplace else than missionary in the fuckin bedroom. My thoughts made my hands work slower and the whole thing, the continuous altering breeze made me feel my whole body, legs, arms, chest, my pussy, the neck..