Fuck the books! Be happy we at least showed up! If someone had been watching us, I'm sure they'd think were drunk or stoned. We staggered along a few ...teps, wobbled around and lurched down the sidewalk like we'd collapse any second.Fortunately, we were only two blocks from Natalie's -- I'd swear it took us a half hour to get there. Look up "Drunkards Walk" on the Internet, and you'll have some idea how we got there.Natalie answered the door. She appeared as solemn as a judge getting ready to. He, as the anal, stern father,And, she as the naughty daughter.Charlotta wished her husband would be her spanker.He was not, so she had sought others to whack herCould she really do this? Did she dare?She had been told her bottom would be bare!Charlotta wanted him to forget lust and the rest.She wanted was one hundred of his best.Charlotta admitted she was a slacker,needing someone to light her bottom like a firecracker.Her pseudo- dad made it hard to sit.Her daughter would be sore before he. ‘Of course I knew. I wasn’t going to say that I wondered if we might have been lovers, we both knew that was never going to happen. I was going to say…’ she hesitated. I looked up with tear filled eyes. I saw the truth in her beautiful green eyes, her sweet face framed by perfect, almost black short hair that shone in the late evening sun. ‘I was going to say that I wondered if me getting married would change things between us. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.’ How could she be sorry. " In my head I was saying, 'Outside in.' As usual, I relaxed, my pain decreasing. However, my arousal was increasing. My nipples hardened under your touch, my clit was throbbing as if to say, ’Don’t forget me!’I closed my eyes, purring with delight. You always know what helps. All of a sudden you licked my right nipple, as your fingers rolled, and pulled at the left one."Mmmmmm, yes, I do love a titty man!"You moved downward with a feathery touch. You spread my legs, rubbed my abdomen, the.