"Stand up and bend over the boxes for the second part of your spanking. This will be for being late and spending too much time getting your spanking ...ag. I will use the ruler and this will also last about five minutes. Now be a good boy and spread your legs far apart." Mrs. Smith said.Then my spanking started. I felt very embarrassed with my legs spread so far apart, because it left my penis and balls dangling out in plain view and unprotected. Mrs. Smith also used the ruler to hit me on. It was actually pretty frustrating. I was now fairly with the girl I spent a good amount of my formative years masturbating over, but I had absolutely no chance with her. Instead she was getting wrecked right next door by a guy I had no hope of competing with.She made it pretty difficult for me to picture myself as my lover in Ty's place while he was fucking her because she was a pretty vocal lay and apparently liked pointing out that the stud she had pounding away at her pussy was black. If. I just know the way we are now isn't what I wanted. You talk about loving me, but then you keep on telling me I need to be different." I didn't say you needed to be different. I said the way things are right now, we were going to have the same kinds of problems later on. You don't believe what I've told you about Brenda." I believe you, I just don't like it. Why would just seeing her make you get a hard on? You wouldn't react like that, not if you didn't still have feelings for her." I don't. "Whew!" Anna whistled in mocking disbelief. "For you that is a longtime." "I met a Navy wife just like you who had two sons. But she came to me after she'd fucked them. I saw the golden opportunity for stud service in front of me. Pretty soon we had a good thing going. Mothers 'donated' their sons to the great cause, so to speak." "Kind of like wife-swapping," Greg said, laughing."Something like it," Chet agreed. "I guess we call it mother-switching, or son-roulette. It doesn't matter. What's.