Her spine arched while my girl-dick throbbed. I had never spanked a girl beyond giving someone a playful swat while fucking them. My palm drank in the...stinging delight of discipline.I glanced at Rosalía. She trembled behind Essence. The blonde-bitch squirmed, spitting fury into her panty gag. She squirmed, her bonds rustling. Rosalía glanced at me, her brown face some how looking pale.“You can do it,” I said, drawing back my hand.SMACK!Mollie's rump jiggled. “Just spank Essence, Rosalía. Punish. " Are you staying here in the hotel?" No. I'm still at my mother's place -- until I leave tomorrow. I'm going to Cape Girardeau tomorrow." Long time until the semester begins." Well, I've already got a place -- an apartment," she said. "Now I'm going to try to find a job." You driving over?" I asked."Yes," she said. "Are you?" Yes. I just drove over from there this morning. I'm staying at a motel out on the highway." Maybe I'll see you, after we're both back in my new hometown," Shirley. There was also the fact that I didn't sit on my ass all that much. No, most of the time my face was plastered against Jason's cock and my ass was in the air after we reached his Vet. Totally bare I might add for those interested.It was quite late when we finally arrived at his house, but neither of us had any desire to go to bed. Well, at least not to sleep that is.After dropping the final bag on the floor in a corner, Jason was past the point of patience. He grabbed the bag he wanted, dumped. I had put on her bed a small white t shirt, a pleated tennis skirt, and the sexiest panties she owned. They were hiphuggers, powder blue and a sheer nylon fabric. I could see my hand through them when I found them, so I knew I would be able to see the crack of her ass and pussy slit when she had them on. White anklet socks and tennis shoes completed her wardrobe. There was no bra. She now stood before me, an old perverts sexual delight. The tennis skirt was only inches from her crotch and ass.