" He grabbed the groceries and walked with her to her apartment. As they walked he said, "Maybe you can introduce me to your husband."Susan looked at ...im and smiled, "Not tonight Big Tipper. He's at work already. Maybe this weekend ... okay?" Sure."She opened the apartment door and step to the side to let Smirking move through with the bags. Smirking brushed her tits with his arm as he went by. He made it seem to be a complete innocent accident and just kept walking to her kitchen."I'll put. Bending over in his position, he looked down into the mouth of disaster. There was no doubt about it his shorts were ruined. He leaned back down completely on the seat again and it shifted slightly once more. He wanted to scream out his frustrations of the moment, but he dared not to. He wanted to be invisible now, while he calculated a plan of escape. Ron considered himself a savvy person, he took to challenges and found solutions when there seemed to be none, so he took stock of the situation. ”She was right. I cried much, much more that night. All for something stupid I never did.I vowed I was done with my visits after that night, but again, I showed up early the next morning. I was very hungry, and ended up earning myself yet another spanking, even though my bum was still terribly bruised from the brutal punishment the night before.I burped after she fed me breakfast and I guess it was close to her face. She used the hairbrush that time and I avoided sitting down anywhere for a. They could feel the vibrations as the train rolled along the hilly terrain. Mrs. Marten looked out the window admiring the beauty of the rolling countryside as they passed hills and valleys of lush green, interspersed by buildings and farm houses. Mrs. Marten was a beautiful woman. She had a lovely face with brown eyes and full lips framed in auburn hair that flowed down over her shoulders, large swelling breast, a tiny waist,and long shapely legs that seemed to go far miles up to her a round.