I followed her to my car, admittedly admiring the view. She had a very nice, feminine figure. She was wearing a pair of slacks and a purple blouse to ...ontrast with her fair complexion and wavy, shoulder-length, brown hair.I opened the car door, letting her slide in. As I walked to my side of the car, I tried to figure out how old she might be. I suspected she was pretty close to my age, maybe a few years younger, the mid to late thirties probably.I took her to my favorite restaurant, the Black. Make a choice or I will make one for you.”“You are a sick fucking bastard!”“And you will be thinking that every time you try to sit down.”I figured there was no way out of this one and I might as well make a choice. The quicker I chose, the quicker it would be over with.“Over the knee,” I whispered.He pulled his chair up by the open widow and sat down. I looked down as I approached him and placed myself over his knee. He pulled up my bikini bottom, exposing my ass cheeks and spanked me with his. Her vulva was split asunder by a rocketing erection and thick, bubbling juice polled on the floor after streaming down her legs. All of this took place in a mere fraction of a human heartbeat. Jenna's right hand smashed heavily in to the solid clitoral shaft, her face folded in agony.As if from a cut scene in a Kubric film the freed knife spiraled impressively in the air, and fell finally embedding itself in her meaty thigh. Jenna screamed against the agony of pulling the blade out of her. It gets a little lonely out here now though.’ ‘I’m sure it does.’ There was an awkward moment of silence until Mitch told her, ‘You look great Roberta, A little pale but great. You just need to get some sun.’ ‘Thank you.’ Her eyes flicked down his body and back up to his eyes and said, ‘You do too Mitch.’ ‘We were just going up to have a bloody Mary, could we talk you into joining us?’ ‘Oh, you don’t need me butting in.’ ‘We’d love to have you. Have you join us, I mean. We can sit out in the.