The older woman had made it much more homely. Her resourcefulness, not to mention her salary as a relief doctor at the Ashton Lovelock Medical Centre,...had made a truly squalid room into one that might even be considered bourgeois if Lakeisha's taste in decor had been any less authentically African.Having a relationship with Lakeisha wasn't that easy for Betty. It wasn't just that her black lover was older than her other friends. It was also that her cultural attitudes were so very different.. I kept my mother on edge the whole time. Every opportunity I had I would swat her bottom and remark how good it was going to be to put some color on it. Whenever she was on top during sex I would make it a point to bring her off while swatting her ass cheeks with my hand. I knew when the time came she was going to be more than ready. What she didn't know that I was planning on spanking her the same night her father did. Her ass was already going to be sore before I used my belt on her. "Be. Normally, I wouldn’t even answer the door, but a knock at this hour is very unusual. Curiously, I make my way out of the bedroom as the knocking continues. Dressed only in my polka dot panties and black tank, I creep to the front door. Glancing through the peephole, I gasp. My mind is racing: “What is he doing here? He can’t be here. I can’t do this.” Against all reason, I open the door. There you are. Standing at 6’5, with clear blue eyes, you look absolutely delicious in your blue jeans and. “Daddy will have to do his best to make up for that lack of discipline, won't he?” She nodded eagerly like the child he remembered her as, only the look in her eyes was the hunger of a woman as she took his thumb into her mouth and sucked it softly. “Were you a bad little girl?” he asked softly, unable to believe the situation they were slowly finding themselves in. Violet nodded again and mumbled an “M-hm” around his thumb. His hands moved down to her waist. Patrick shook his head.