Nina was now embarrassed along with every other feeling of humiliation and discomfort. Being spanked by her Mum was one thing. Even being spanked by h...r Mum in front of other Mum’s in the spanking clique wasn’t so bad. Now though, actually being spanked by her Mum’s friend was something very different. Soon Nina’s attention was diverted by the resumed and even harder spanking Monica was giving her. Monica seemed to be able to spank for long periods of time without stopping and her hand felt. .." he groaned, the sound of his gruff baritone saying my name was like a bolt of lightning vaporizing my clit. He pulled me up and bit on my neck while he continued to stroke me from behind. I imagined rope after rope of cum shooting into the condom as he sucked at my neck, throwing me into the deep abyss of orgasm. My vision blurred and I saw stars as my body convulsed over and over, wave after wave crashing into me and driving me insane as my pussy milked his cock of every last drop. I lay. There was a constant ambient noise, removing any sound from the outside world, with sighs of relaxation and laughter fading in and out. Soon a dreamlike voice floated above the ambience.The words were spaced out, each one emphasised with a happy, soothing, almost drugged tone. Sweet little nothings being spoken to both Amy and this imaginary dog, from an imaginary dog owner. She could hear the dog panting, the pads and claws of his paws rapping against a hardwood floor getting louder, closer,. Dinner was great, but a live band played at nine and we danced until midnight. He dances! And not just polishing his belt buckle. He’s got some major moves and even when we were dancing apart from each other, he connected. Everybody could tell we were dancing together.We talked all through dinner about favorite movies, music, sports, and even politicians. It was great to get to know him better. I mean, face it; our first two outings were with big groups of friends. This was really the first.