I grew up being punished, the k**s around me were punished and some housewives were too. Hell, my first actual boyfriend gave me my first two or three...spankings; outside of the family. I remember my mother getting a few trips to the ‘woodshed’. I’m well aware that I can be a brat and a bitch; it’s in the genes, that and not always paying attention to life around me. Some of my lovers put up with me – some put me over their knee. I thought about things a lot – after the chat was over – that. Turn on the stereo and have a seat and I’ll be right with you.’ I mixed him a strong drink and made myself a scotch on the rocks.I took a Quaalude out of my purse and washed it down with a sip of my drink,touched up my face and joined him in the living room where he was sitting on the couch.I placed our drinks on the coffee table and demurely sat sideways on the couch, facing Jerome, causing my skirt to ride up and showing off my gorgeous legs.He told me he lived with his mom,had just graduated. No doubt this wonderful stud was driving me toward yet another climax. “Faster,” I grunted. His body smacked mine hard with every plunge, knocking the air out me. “Faster,” I pleaded “Faster.”Jordan obeyed my petition. He pulled away and slammed into me. Our bottoms smacked together. His balls slapped me with each stroke. My body hummed as my big stud frantically boffed me as I begged for him to go faster and harder. Sweat poured off my lover as he tried to give me what I begged for. His. I hold my dink there for a while, and then slowly start pulling out. I don’t pull out all the way, just about half way and then back in again. Letting your pussy juices cover my condom clad dick for lubrication. As I pushed my dick in all the way the second time I can feel the warm wet juices of your pussy on my balls at the base of my dick.Now we are lubricated and ready. I start my thrusting movements, in and out, a little faster and harder. My pelvis is thumping against yours, the complete.