“Get your trousers and underpants down and get across my lap so I can make you pay.”Suddenly I was excited and aroused, yet still disconcerted and...on edge. Surely I should tell her to leave as she was far too young to spank me. Yet, I didn’t. I ignored common sense and thought how much I wanted to be spanked by this gorgeous, bewitching, divine young woman and, as I thought those erotic thoughts, I undid my trousers and pushed them down towards the floor, catching my underpants with my thumbs. Jake didn’t understand how they had gotten here, or why they had come here at all. From what little he knew of Tabatha’s history, she had a knack for being in the right place at the right time. She’d saved his life, after all. He’d been shot in the head and dumped in the desert by that mutinous bastard Blacker and somehow, Tabatha had known where to look. She hadn’t even known him then, or even who she was looking for. But she had found him, rescued him, and personally nursed him back to. But before you close your minds to this, take a minute to look at the big picture. We’re trying to be more aggressive in combating crime. It’s too soon to discover how well we’re doing, but it’s an ongoing effort and in time the improvement will become noticeable. Noticeable to us, to our honest citizens, and most importantly, to the criminals who live here. We’ll be taking the food off their tables by shutting down easy ways to get what’s not theirs. They won’t like it, and some of them may. “God truly has given you a beautiful front to ravish.” And when the chemise finally fell to the bed beside me, he was already seated on my chest, pressing his shaft between my breasts. It was a delightful sight. He was well equipped with a beautiful, clean shaft and a rounded knob that disappeared entirely between the round globes of my bosom. In a vulgar gesture, I spat down on it, and his eager movements rubbed the spittle to the skin between my breasts. I threw my head back, offering my.