She pulled out her phone and handed it to me. Then, to my surprise, she undid her pants, shoved them down to her ankles and then sat down. She reache... tentatively for my zipper and undid the belt. My pants went down and my angry dick popped out and pointed at her sweet face... The girl grabbed my shaft and pointed the red head of my cock at her sweet lips. I started filming just as her lips were receiving the tip of my dick.She took my cock and I watched her, as her tongue flicked out under my. "You really do need a woman in you life. Your apartment is still messy, and you didn't even bother to neatly fold your clothing. You really deserve this spanking. Don't you?" Karen asked."Yes I do." I meekly replied."So let me get started." Karen then pulled out the paddle with the holes in it and started to spank me. It stung a lot more than the spanking I had received from Mrs. Jones. I kicked my feet and tried to block my spanking by placing my hands over my bottom."My aunt warned me. His cock felt delicious as it sank deep inside my throat. My hands roamed over his body, caressing his hard chiseled body as my head bobbed on his hard dick. "Play with my nipples," he said as he guided my hands up his body to his broad, well defined chest. He moaned softly and I forced his shaft down my throat making his moans louder and more insistent. Carole watched with wide eyes as I fellated another man. Her hand slipped inside her pants and she idly fingered her wet cunt. Kevin's. I tried on the clothes, but they all fit fine, and later, I sat in the living room, tears sliding down my face. It just made matters worse. Were they tears of joy, or tears of confusion, worry, or what? I should have been jumping up and down with joy, but the doubts refused to go away. I put the clothes In the laundry room, and opened the case of clay. My intent was to focus on my sculpture but the drawing I was basing the piece on, of Jennifer, of course, kept coming to life on me. I not only.