At the same time, in my dreams, she would be stroking my cock and fondling my cum filled balls. I knew none of these fantasies would ever come true, b...t it was nice thinking about them.When my sister was four months old tragedy struck when a drunk driver killed her and my dad. (Author note: I'm a professional truck driver and have been for almost thirty-five years. The thought of anybody getting behind the wheel of a vehicle of any kind after drinking makes me sick. Matter of fact, I would. It was a perfect spanking paddle. Lookingback, I couldn't help but wonder what other people thought whenthey saw me carrying a razor strap, and Diane with that paddle!No one said anything...and the clerk at the store didn't evenflinch when I bought them both.We made our way to a restaurant, and talked about many things.Diane was a commercial artist, single, and had broken up with aboyfriend six months ago. She liked antiques and good food.Her relationships were short lived. "I guess I'm just. I didn't get a response for over five minutes, so I texted again."Brianna?" Go away!" I have more pictures." I attached another one of her taking a drag."So what!" You wouldn't want people to know about this." Fuck off!" she replied.The response rattled me. It took me a few seconds to know what to say. "Be nice and I'll be nice." Leave me alone or I'll call the cops."This wasn't how I imagined it would go. I fantasized about her giving in to my demands and I would fuck her sometime soon after.I. She was rewarded with a stream of pre cum which she let dribble on to her waiting tongue. Licking her lips she slowly took me in to her warm wet mouth, sucking gently as more of my cock disappeared. Moaning as she swallowed he began to massage her rear. I couldn't see what he was doing but whatever it was it sent her over the edge.As she recovered he slid his cock into her and slowly started to fuck her. She started moaning again and grabbing my cock swallowed it almost down to the base. As he.