I knew it wouldn’t help if I did. He would probably just “give me something to cry about” like he does when he spanks me. I was so worried about...being spanked ten minutes before. I wished for spanking now instead of this horrible punishment. Even a spanking was less painful and humiliating then this. I was deep inside my own mind trying to wait for this punishment to end and for him to take his fingers out of me when he started to climb onto my body. He straddled my chest laying the tip of his. She beamed and accepted his suggestion. The first move on the chess board had been made.During her desperation to find 'that sucker' she had always had a keen ear to what the men spoke about, especially their sexual preferences and she had heard Harry say that his first point of interest in a woman was their tits. "If they don't have tits I'm not interest". However his next comment made her sure that he was her best catch for he had said. "I love to be sucked off, I think that it better than a. Something sylish found me, black gloves with an intricate pattern,several strands of well made fake pearls, a 50's black satin fittedcocktail design, rather something you might find in an Italian black andwhite movie, I was spellbound standing there behind the curtain in theshop.Such a vulnerable persona this is when the spell finds me, so aftermaking my purchases, while waiting to pay for some wine at the next stop,there stood a gentleman in a dark brown suit, leaning in to pay for me."I. Taking my hand, he pulled me towards the couch. Kneeling on the sofa, I gripped the back with my hands, sticking my ass out towards him. Grabbing my sides, his hand swirled around my skin as he straightened his cock to my hole once again.Thrusting into me, the small couch rocked back and forth, hitting the floor with each thrust with a thud. With his hands gripping my side harder, he began thrusting in and out of me like a jackhammer. Letting out loud moans of ecstasy, my hand slipped off the.