Still, she hadn't protested very strongly. Allison continued to squirm on his lap even after the blows had stopped, as if she wanted more. "That's all..." he said breathlessly. He rubbed his hand across her red cheeks and felt the heat that he had generated. He slipped his finger between the cheeks and ran them down the grove to her vagina. "My, my," he said when he felt how wet she was. "My little slut must like to be spanked doesn't she?" "Yesssss!" Allison gasped truthfully. Chris wet his. " That's what I mean," said Bob. "You can detect the nuances in common speech, a talent rarely found in an uneducated woman. But it was a compliment, however roughly delivered. That's why I feel sure you've had some kind of experience with men. If you could remember the man, it might help us find him."She approached him. "Kiss me," she said."What?" His voice rose."Kiss me," she said. "Perhaps I have kissed a man before, and I'll remember something about that while I'm being kissed." I can't. “A big, strong man like you doesn’t even know how to check his oil?” she said, raising one eyebrow.“I had a sheltered childhood,” he said.“Well, I guess I could show you that.”She had him pull the hood release open the hood. She looked around and went to the wrong side of the car, leaning over and stretching to reach the dip stick. Her feet came off the floor and her legs spread as she stretched.“Let me help stabilize you,” said Bobby, stepping between her spread legs. He pressed his. I want you to pretend you’re going to a cocktail party.” She said, “Sounds like fun. I won’t let you down.” “Ok great. See you tomorrow then.” We hung up and I was instantly excited. I slept well that night, got my wife around, and drove her to the airport. I dropped her off, said our goodbyes and went to work. The day was a blur. I didn’t focus on a single thing, couldn’t focus on anything. I just wanted it to be the end of the day. About 10 minutes before closing time, I got a text from.