He suggested that as my wife had threatened his daughter with a good spanking, that my wife might in turn get one instead. I am very old fashioned and...my wife does on many occasions get spanked for misdemeanours so this would not be too bad in my opinion. I told my wifes manager to agree to the Spanking and that I would send evidence to himself and the girl’s father to prove that she was indeed punished. I asked that her identity be kept secret but to assure the girl’s father that it was indeed. Nothing had ever been in my pussy before except my fingers and recently his fingers. His cock head was fat, pushed into me harder&hellip,.I let out a gasp, and kept lowering my body onto it&hellip,.that is when I felt the pop that made me scream and I looked at him and he was smiling. He smiled and said thats right baby, pop that cherry on my chocolate dick he was thrusting into me farther now&hellip,his hands on my hips moving me up and down. I was holding his shoulders and just riding his. You know, just… made into his bitch and he would control me as I surrender fully to him.”A tear leaked out of his eye.“And he has tried, and you’ve done great, Morg. You really have.”But I could see it now. He wasn’t dominant at all. He was frontin’, but he couldn’t pull it off for long. This whole thing from the moment he met me had all been an act.“Okay, Jennifer. And what was his fantasy? Lemme guess.” I chuckled a little bit. “He wants to see you fucked by some strong-ass dude. A black guy,. I wanted his hands, mouth, cock all of it, on me and in me. He began to stroke my pussy lips. He gently tickled my swollen wet lips, the light covering of my manicured cunt created a hot friction. I could feel my pussy get wetter and my labia swell to near bursting. I spread my legs wide like a slut. I blindly reached for his big beautiful cock. He evaded me and kissed and sucked his way down to my pussy. As soon as his breath hit my soft pussy lips I moaned loudly. I began to beg him to lick.