"Well, can I at least show you what you'll be missing?"Susan's flirtatious gaze suddenly turned as cold as ice, "I think you had better leave. Courtes... is one thing, but that is outright rude especially since I am married now. No offense, but I don't find black men all that attractive."Shooting me a disdainful glance, he slowly clenched his fist and before I knew it I felt a flash of pain and was out cold."You leave us alone and untie my husband this instant, Marvin, or I swear I will call the. ...ride you...like...a cowgirl....I'd like that...Al...." I, fuck...so the fuck, wid I...." Heehee....bet Mary wouldn't do this, for you...eh Al." No...ya fucking right she wudnt....she'd be on her knees now,...screaming for me to fuck the arse of her....she's no....'decorum'.....no, she certainly has none of that...umph"Lesley didn't reply to that because she simply didn't know what it meant. Instead, she continued administering her practice, until he'd had enough and called. Eventually, Gretchen's moans turn to whimpers that catch in the back of her throat. We are no longer kissing, just grinding with primal urgency. As we near another peak, Gretchen goes rigid in my arms and cries out with enough force to scatter a flock of pigeons from the rafters. And instant later, I ejaculate, my cock throbbing as warm cum gushes into my briefs. I’m dimly aware that Gretchen has wrapped her long legs around my back and is rocking me tenderly.It takes a long time for our. I asked her if all her spankings had been like that and she said yes and no. All of them started over clothing but ended up on the bare (her dad had once told her that a spanking is not a spanking unless it is on the bare) and that quite often his hand was enough. He “saved” the hair brush for what he thought were really serious offenses. She also said that her dad felt, as she got older, that embarrassment was an important aspect of the punishment. Being bare bottomed was part of that but.