She left the door open a few inches.Colleen excitedly listened to the sounds coming from the other room. This is what she overheard:"Hand me that pad...le."(mumbling)"I said: hand... me... the... paddle!" Okay now... Get over that chair."(shuffling sounds)Then the paddling started. The sound of the paddle on bare skin was very distinct, which made Collen suspect that the strokes were being applied very hard.(Several strokes later)"Aaaahhhh!"(More strokes) "Aaaaahhhhh!"(The paddling continued). ”The woman turned and spoke to the boy, who scowled more, but then began to relax as the woman went on and on. Finally he said something to the woman and, with a look at Bobby, turned and limped off.Bobby looked at the woman expectantly. Her skin darkened and she couldn’t meet his eyes.“I told him what you said, and that white people are strange and different, and don’t know how to live sometimes ... that they have strange ideas. I did not mean to dishonor you, but I want him for my man, and I. Well, I am not old, I am 31, but with age, comes a certain taste for women. That being sayed, most women I find attractive are ussually married or already divorced.Let me start with this one. I have this girl I know for years, we grew up in same part of Belgrade, had a couple of mutual friends, but were never close or even thought about hooking up. I saw her once or twice a month, we would greet each other, and nothing more. She is my age, tall, very tall, about 1,80m, black long hair, slim,. I rode her doggy style for another ten minutes before my nuts boiled another batch and blew it against her womb.We both had lost count, but Jo said she thought she had cum eight times. We lay in each other’s arms and rubbed hands over skin, over hair, over butts, tits, dick, labia and assholes.We slept…Somewhere during the night, the ringing of her phone woke us, both, “Why are you calling me in the middle of the night, Jack?”“No, I was asleep. What else do I do at 2:30am?”“I don’t give a shit.