She thought that I had all these pics and was trying to blackmail her. Anyways I got angry and asked her to shut up. Looking at that bitch face of her..., the demon in me woke up. I don’t know why but I love fucking the bitch, arrogant type ones a lot. I love to fuck them hard.Even though I didn’t have all the needed leverage, I started bluffing. I asked her what will she do for me to not tell her parents about it. She asked me what I wanted. (I guess you people can imagine the next short. Finally she decided that if she was the dominant then the answer to “What do you wear... ?” had to be “anything I damned well please” and had changed out of her office clothes and opted for a sweater, jeans and ankle boots, thinking that if it was going to be a demanding evening then at least she would be dressed comfortably.June’s Clerkenwell address was in an old house not far from St John’s Square squeezed in on either side by modern offices. Allison buzzed the door intercom and after a. Connor had raised his hand and brought it down hard on Karen’s bare butt. She jumped and whimpered, putting her hands behind her, trying to cover her butt. “Oh no, dearie, no hands allowed,” he told her, and then when he’d pushed them aside, another loud, hard smack.“You like that? Want me to go on?”Karen was whimpering, but nodded her head and squeaked out a tiny, “Yes.”I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I’d heard of and even written about sex-spanking, but never seen it and sure as hell. Ronnie showed him how to handle the boat as they pulled away from the dock and out into the Bay, then switched positions with him to allow the teenaged boy to ski first. After about twenty minutes he dumped, so she throttled back and picked him up, then let him drive while she skied.Everything was going fine for a bit, until they hit the wake of a freighter heading out to sea. The chop was sufficient to make Ronnie signal for Harry Junior to slow down, but the inexperienced youth misunderstood.