"Well what if I had the Admiral call you?" he suggested.This clown is a novelist, the controller said. Here, with that the image of a book jacket and ...icture appeared in my brain."Do you have a cell phone?" I asked."Yes, I am speaking on it now," he said."Then turn it around and take a picture of yourself and send it to me. If you can do that and you match the picture I have of you, then I'll meet you." I said."Where did you get a picture of me. You were in my clubhouse and in that room are. " WHACK. She hit me on the upper thighs, right below my bottom. I tried to move about, but I was totally secured to the wooden horse."Ouch," I said."That's suppose to hurt. I can really get your tender spots with this." Miss Jones said. Then she started to hit me with many fast small strokes between the cheeks of my bottom, and everywhere that wasn't red from the paddle. Next, to my surprise, she flicked it between my legs. I was already somewhat aroused from being spanked on the bare. I am kissing you, fondling you. I start tracing down your neck with my tongue. I move over your breasts and hard nipples. I want to spend all day exploring you body. Damn, I lost track of time, already running late. I have to leave you for now and get in the shower.Well, I leave your images but you do NOT leave my mind. As I step into the shower, I feel the warm water running down my body. I close my eyes and feel the warmth waking me up. But when I close my eyes, I see you, the images in your. As her orgasm subsided, she pulled me up to her kiss. She kissed me clean of her juices, and maneuvered her hips in line with mine. She spread her legs around mine, and I felt my erection press against her pussy. I slid deeply into her, and she held me there still. ‘Don’t move yet. I can’t tell you how much I love feeling filled.’ I remained as still as possible. It did feel truly amazing, just holding myself inside her, my dick throbbing with want. She must have felt my thobs, because I.