I worried about it for like two days. I was like this is gonna suck. I don’t want to talk about the Night of Hell, but I have to if I want to get be...ter. My therapist is a Malaysian cutie with a Masters in counseling. She was very nice and easy to get along with. Today was mostly a meet and greet with a couple of explorations into the hot spots. For a youngster, she’s not too bad and her heart’s in the right place. We might be able to help each other. I need to learn to deal with this anxiety. The sound of my cell phone ringing interrupted my dream date with Jan. I looked down at it and it was Tom, calling from North Carolina. With more than a little trepidation, I answered the phone. "Hi Tom, what's new on your end?" "Frank, I just wanted you to know that we served Susan yesterday. I've prepared a list of what we are seeking in the divorce settlement. Actually it's not much of a list. We want the divorce, of course, and an even split of all assets. No maintenance payments, meaning. When the next spank hit the back of my thigh I yelped and this time the sob became a cry and I knew tears were rolling down my face.Emma stopped spanking me and her hand slipped between my legs and brushed along my pussy lips. She knew I was very wet and that I loved the feel of her fingers even as my sobbing continued as she caressed me. I raised my tummy and her fingers explored my pussy and I felt her flick my clit and then I gasped again. This time I could stop my gasps as she pushed her. Mmmnnnnn”“give her another taste of that cane” Thwack! “mmmm…mmmmmmnnn”“now keep that ass still bitch while Bob has his way” Amy stopped struggling realising it was futile. Bob grabbed her round the waist and fed his cock into her up to the hilt. “ride’em cowboy….hahahaha go on nail the bitch ” The men were all laughing and cheering Bob on. “oh man she’s tight, that wuss over there ain’t even broke her in properly….hahahha” Bob continued to pump Amy’s pussy for 5 mins until he shot his load.