Is that okay with you?" Then, taking his little hands in hers,she looked deep into Blair's eyes. As their eyes locked together, hesaw the deep yearn...ng in hers. He couldn't disappoint her: "Yes,mommy, I'll wear my pink slippers from now on." He snuggled in her armsas she rewarded him with kisses.Blair still wasn't yet ready for the big shop at J. C. Penney'sdepartment store (but is anyone?). Nervous even now about being"outed", he wanted to look "so girly" that everyone would be. He did it a few times, but never like he did that night. He was upset because he thought I had flirted with some guy at the party. He said he was going to spank me because of it and I laughed at him, but when he bent me over the desk and held my skirt up I couldn’t move. For whatever reason I just sat there letting him spank me. When he was done he just fucked me still bent over the desk. That was really hot but I’ve never experiences anything like it since.” Grant’s mood had changed. "Fuck me, honey!"I drove the remaining half-foot of my prick through her snug anus,watching the rim of her asshole indent before my advance as I crushed herbuoyant buttocks flat beneath my pressing pubes. My cock entered herbowels until only my balls remained outside her rectum. I ground mygroin firmly against her ass cheeks, as if I had yet more cock to slidebetween these warm, firm-soft mounds.Frankie groaned.Mindful of the time, I programmed myself to last precisely fifteenminutes before I. I joined V for the rounds, shaking hands, catching up with everyone in the industry. Some folks in publishing were very academic and others were better dressed car salesmen. For some, a life and others a job."Ugh, V, those drinks have worn off and I'm not sure I can stand some of these people sober." I joked."I'm famished, too, let's eat. The Oyster House isn't too far away." She made a quick reservation on her phone and we started the stroll."Have you ever stayed at the Wheeler Mansion?" I.