Pow, pow, pow! I used more force and kept my hand straight, not curved. “Oh!” Bobby cried with each blow. His bumcheeks were no longer white, but ...uffused with pink. I lowered my aim to the sensitive tops of his thighs. The cries rose in pitch. I began spanking in earnest, slapping quite hard all over his bum and upper legs. He began to beg as the pain grew. “Oh, Miss Janine! It hurts! It really hurts! OWW! Oh, I’ll be good. Please, Miss Janine, don’t spank me until I cry! It hurts enough. And I really loved that. We went to this very high-end Thai restaurant. I opened the door for her. And since we already had a reservation, we didn’t had to wait.We mad eye contact for 2 minutes straight. She was gorgeous. Her eyes were like big and beautiful and her lips amazing. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.We ordered drinks, she ordered a Dr Pepper and I ordered my favorite Thai tea. She never had Thai tea, so I let her take a sip out of mine. As she took a sip, her bust was sitting on. "You're late," he grumbled and Sarah rubbed her nose."Yeah sorry. The car wouldn't start. I left the lights on overnight. And it's snowy and icy." He drank the last few dregs of his tea and then looked at her with a steely expression. "You wanted to see me?"Her father nodded and then gave a snort. "Mrs Bridges on the end of the street. She said she saw you in the park last week." Me?" Yes, you. And she said she saw you holding hands with that black girl you live with." Tabitha?" Sarah asked and. They were both in their late fifties and had been married close to thirty five years.Helen had informed Peter that she was going to visit her sister Rachel and was probably going to be staying the night. It had got past 9 o'clock at night and Peter decided that Helen would not be coming home now so he decided to watch one of his favourite online videos.Peter had removed his trousers and underpants and had his headphones on as he wanked to the scene onscreen as the middleaged woman slashed a.