But with you, it’s different. For you I have a daughter’s natural love for her mother. And your kiss was so incredibly wonderful!”“Are you fin...shed yet, daughter?” Marion asked. “Or are you just playing? I’m supposed to get fucked sometime tonight, after all.”“Mommy, could I ask you one more thing?”“Sure, darling,” Marion responded. “What’s the ‘one more thing’?”“It’s with Doug,” Karla replied softly. “I’m doing something wrong. When I’m sucking his cock, try as I might, I can’t seem to get him. I tested the waters a bit when I added in him "prepping" the man's cock by sucking on it; he wanted to be "forced" to do so. The one thing I knew not to do, a bit of advice my mother had given was never laugh at a man's fantasy; treat it serious. So when he started hinting at being humiliated by being fucked by my black "bull" I went along with it.Sometimes he would ask me if I would really do what I said I did in my stories and I had to break his bubble and tell him no, that I was married and. Mr. Green also dearly loved his wife, and I am happy that I am able to put a female presence back into his life. I am also doing all of this in hoping he would forget about my next spanking.But then, a week later after we finished eating Mr. Green said, “After you have washed the dishes, please join me in the barn for your spanking. I haven’t forgot about it.”“I was hoping you did forget!” I answered. “I will join you in the barn in about ten minutes.”I wasn’t looking forward to this next. She had a bit of a reputation and when I started going out with her I found it to be well justified. She was definitely not a virgin, she loved cock and sucked it enthusiastically. I found out later that she was adopted and putting two and two together, had lost her cherry to her adoptive father when she was about twelve. I, of course was similarly corrupt so we made a good pair.My bride to be was tall for a woman at five nine,. She had very nice tits, which she described as hand made and I.