. Jake?" she said, her voice shook unevenly. "Don't love me. You're only in my life for a few minutes. Please, help me get through this as easy as pos...ible." Tears ran down her cheeks.Jake looked at her, stunned. He had thought about her unusual life span mostly in abstract terms, not emotional ones. He thought of the old man in the gun shop, and only now realized that the old man had loved her, too.A lifetime ago for him, it was only moments ago for her.They stood in the kitchen for some time,. As each hit of the paddle on her ass, made her ass turn redder and redder. She was crying and begging me to stop. When I had finish beating her ass, she was sobbing and I could feel her juices on my leg. I roll her over and place her ass just on the edge of the bed. I move down to her pussy and began to run my tounge along her pussy. She let out a moan and started to breath faster. I lick her clit and run my tounge into her pussy. she was breather faster as she was about to cum. Just at the. If she were pregnant, I could fuck her without a condomfor months and months. That appealed to me greatly. Sodid the thought of my wife being impregnated by somestranger!So I doctored up some condoms and asked Lisa if we couldhave dinner out before we went down to the book store inthe Biltmore area. I knew that she liked the higherclass of people in that area. When we got to therestaurant I ordered her a half bottle of wine and asshe’s not a big drinker it went right to her head. Shegets. I kicked off my loafers and stepped from my jeans, my rock-hard steel rod pressing against the cotton fiber of my underwear. Within seconds, Alisa had me stripped naked. She knelt in front of me, holding on to my stiff cock. “Can we use the bed?” I asked. Without saying a word, Alisa opened the closet door and the afternoon sunlight beamed into the closet. She had one hell of a gorgeous body. “Let me throw the deadbolt,” she said, stepping out of the closet and towards the living room. I slid.