I always thought my life would follow a traditional path: graduate highschool, go to college, find a job, start a relationship with a girl, getmarried...and have kids. While things started out this way, they ended updrastically different than what my original life plan was.I had been dating Jennifer for two years when things started to go flat.We were both educated, she had a Master's in Childhood and developmentalPsychology and I was a lawyer in downtown Pittsburgh specializing incorporate law.. .."Nooo!!" Pervert laughs at her outburst..."You want this, you'll like this..." He spanks her hard, so hard it already started swelling up. "It hurts!! Let me go!!" Pervert shook his head with a smile..."There's more where that came from you little whore." After he finished that sentence he began spanking her over and over again. She screamed, and in time, her screams began turning into moans. She was hurting, scared, but slightly excited. Why would she be excited? How could she be? What's. My fisting was synchronized with the thrusts into her hair-topped hole and I was trying to time my ejaculation with his.Movement in my peripheral vision stopped me and I swiveled my head to see Mrs. Jackson, my neighbor lady, standing in the doorway only six feet away holding a cardboard box. Her gaze was plainly fixed on my erection. Without a word she put down the box and peeled her cotton top off. Quickly she unfastened her sports bra and two beautiful breasts hung free. They captured my. I flicked her bean with my tongue for about ten minutes, and then, slipped first one, then two digits into the moisture. She began to convulse almost immediately, and I felt the spasms of her vagina around my fingers and a bit of a very slick ejaculation. She then asked if I wanted her to stroke my swollen shaft. Not wanting to waste yet another load, I said, "No," picked her up - I was a strapping boy - and sat her on my lap. She began to grind her sopping slit all over Moby: yes. that is his.