Itne me jin bhaisahab ki wo samne wali seat thi unka sone ka man ho gaya to mene un dono ko apni seat par baitha liya or humare sath ek middle seat wa...a banda bhi tha, choti wali ka naam anjali or badi wali ka divya tha,Ab divya window seat par baithi thi or anjali k sath bilkul chipak kar me baitha tha, mene dhire dhire uski jhango par hath ferna shuru kar diya, pehle to me hichkichaya par jab usne kuch nai kaha or smile deti rahi to meri himmat or bad gayi, me ek hath se to uski jhange masal. I thought I would be honest blurting out that she is my wife. After a couple of seconds of silence Jerome let out a deep laugh saying that no one as pathetic as me would be married to a hot girl like her. I assured him I was. After a couple of minutes of arguing and trying persuade him he started to get a very annoyed look on his face. Grabbing me by the shoulders he pushed me hard into the wall. Looking down at me with anger in his eyes."Look, I know you ain't married. You told me so yourself.. She shut the door behind her and walked over to the bed telling me that she guessed she’d just have to wake me up. I didn’t move, and I couldn’t believe that it was going to happen again. Ruth Anne lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She lifted her skirt again and crawled on the bed straddling my legs and sat on my knees. The dark brown hair on her pussy was neatly trimmed as if she often wore small bikinis at the pool. By the. ‘It’s simple, see I give YOU the choice of what happens to you next…just answer my question: Paddle? Or Cock?’ she giggled at the look on my face. Well the choice wasn’t hard, I think i’d had just about all the cock I could take over the past few weeks. ‘Paddle…’ I said, bracing myself. I barely finished saying the word when the I felt the cold smooth would smack across my ass. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I muffled my screams by shoving my face into the bed while praying for it to stop.