So you knew you could get my clothes off within ten minutes of entering your house?" I asked."No, but I knew you wouldn't run from the room screaming ...ither. I knew you would say no very ladylike, if that's what you did." James you remind me of my Dad hon. My dad told me, when I was sixteen and before I gave it up, he said, 'Every woman has the right to say no, but she also has the right to be asked. Men are not allowed to decide what a woman will or will not do. That is up to her alone.'" I. I stepped out of my jeans and panties and carefully placed myself over his desk. I had his undivided attention as I felt my arousal blooming. “Mmm, nice ass, just as I remember it,” he said as he stroked it. “When I’m done, you’re going to have a nice, blistered behind,” he said. Strangely, I was looking forward to it. I gasped as the first stroke landed dead-center on my ass. I gripped the edge of his desk and seconds later, I felt the next one. The third stroke came quickly and I let out. Lamar and I barely got through the door before we were making out again. He was 6' 5" so he towered over me. He reached down and grabbed my thighs and pulled my dress up over my ass as he lifted me up and pushed me up against the wall. As my legs wrapped around his waist our bodies were grinding together and his hands were grasping and smacking my ass, turning me on like never before. With me stilled wrapped around him, Lamar brought me over to the bed and layer me down. He leaned down and. He was tempted to tell them of his magical member tucked safely away between his legs but it seemed far too much like boasting and he was a feared of being taken for a braggart.So, poor Mac was surrounded by pretty girls, with loads of cash in his pockets and a tool of magnificent proportions, unable to convince a single female to let him sample her sweet honey.The barman's daughter was a young lass of about 20 with the reddest hair he had ever seen.She told him her name was Moira and that she.