It hurt so much more because after the string of orgasms I no longer felt the erotic quivers race around my pussy and all I felt were the terribly har... spanks with the dreaded hairbrush.This time my tears ran even more quickly down my face as I squirmed around on Emma’s lap kicking my legs and crying out how sorry I was. The spanking was truly painful and my bottom really stung but I deserved every one of the sixty spanks, though. I had stained Emma’s dress and needed to be spanked really hard. I pulled up in front and jumped out to open the door in the rear of the car. Before entering the car, Raymond filled me in on his plans for the evening. First, he directed me to drive around for an hour, and then to proceed to a nearby fashionable restaurant. I was to wait outside the restaurant, and when they were through eating I would drive them to a local strip club to meet his friends. As soon as I had closed the door, I made my way back to the driver's seat. The window between the driver. My last full day in town, I met with my attorney to go over a few things. Donna had finally contacted a divorce attorney who had called him. She was still insisting she didn't want a divorce and wanted to try marriage counseling. I firmly told him 'No' and to press on.On Friday I packed up the pick-up and a u-haul trailer with the last of my things, turned over the keys to the landlord and left town. As I got further and further away it was like a huge load off my shoulders. I felt like I was. It felt so strange to be talking in such a frank manner with a man and a girl, especially with other diners less than ten feet away. John obviously revelled in it. After drinking maybe one more glass of wine than she would normally do Barbara felt so much more at ease. Suzanne, with a little coaxing from John, revealed that she had a fantasy about going the whole hog with a woman since she was about 14 when one of her mother’s friends had kissed her on the lips in a greeting. Whether her.