John pulled me into the living room and i laid down on the sofa, opened my legs and said "John, how do you want me?"He replied "Every fucking way!" Jo...n knelt between my legs, and guided his cock into me, i looked down in disbelief as he entered me, stretching me like i never had before. John started fucking me moaning "I love fucking you Ruth, I want you to be my lover". "I love your huge cock inside me" i replied.For the next hour, John fucked me in every possible position, including me. She was wearing an olive green dress made out of floaty, light as air material, and flat golden sandals that laced up to her mid-calf. Stunning and effortless. Classy. Examining her, he knew he had no chance. But he turned to the friend. She looked like, after a few drinks, she’d be pretty decent in bed. And the only reason he had come to the bar was to get laid. So he stood, and walked quickly over to the bar, where the pair had taken seats. “Excuse me, can I buy you a drink?” He asked the. Without warning, I felt the first impact on my ass as he started to spank me with what I learned later was a small leather paddle. It startled me enough that I stopped working on my pussy. Then I felt the stinging heat and heard myself whimper in response. He spanked again, this time on the other cheek, and again, I felt the sting. He spanked again, and then told me to keep pleasuring myself. It was hard to keep my hands in the right spot as he spanked, since each impact made me jump a little. Harrison asked. Everything always went right over that woman’s head. There weren’t. Of course not. I doubt anyone else in the room even had that much. So Paula was my date, I had sealed my fate. And Doug Dahl won the date with Alma. Of course he did. Alma refused to look at me, Doug sure did. With a huge grin, he was pleased to be taking her to the dance and all it cost him was $22.00. It was clear that Alma was pissed off. Later, I tried to talk to Alma about it, try to explain why I did what.