That was three weeks ago. Last night she whipped my back with a belt, and I vowed to run away the first chance I could. Tonight I waited ‘til they...were all asleep and ran out to the road and got you to stop.??Okay, I’m beginning to get the picture, but you need to start back when this all began. Were you getting spanked or beaten when your father was alive???No! He wouldn’t let her spank me. They got married three years ago. I hated her from the start. She was always nasty to me,. . sexy ... sensational.”“You know how to flatter a girl.” Aja began unbuttoning his gray polo shirt embroidered with the WNLX logo. He pulled the tails from his waistband and slid it over his head. Then, she unfastened his belt and waistband. She slid his khakis down his legs, and Jason stepped out of them and stood before her in his briefs.They embraced again; each caressing the other’s back and kissing. “Mmm...” she said, “skin on skin.”“I like preliminaries, too,” he replied. “I like them a. He moves around the counter, separating us and our friends, as he continues making dinner, slowly pushing in and out with his big man meat, sending ripples of pleasure through my body. I try to help him make dinner, but the pleasure from getting my ass railed, and the knowledge that our friends were right across from us, made it hard to be discreet. I struggle to contain a moan of loss as he pulls out right before I get off. Thank god our friends are exceptionally oblivious, or else I’m sure. The blonde watched intently, sipping at her drink and staring at her over the top of the glass. The blonde saw her, not some stripper struttin’ her stuff to get guys to take her out to the alley for a $30 blowjob. Bree winked at her and her face turned beet red. Bree smiled a real smile and the blonde hesitantly smiled back. They’d connected for a moment and for once she didn’t regret those modern dance and ballet lessons her second or third step-mother had forced her to take. Bree performed.