Her eyes were clenched shut and her mouth was open slackly. We both were making incoherent noises and perspiration was dripping from us.When the spasm... had ended, I collapsed on top of her, my cock still buried in her pussy and our tongues entwined again in a hot kiss."That felt so good," she finally said. "I hope you don't think I'm a slut for letting you do that and cum in me." I couldn't pull out. Your pussy was so tight and it felt so good. I don't think you are a slut at all. Even virgins. I must have been in 4th grade at the time.”“That’s very sweet of you to say, Paul.”“I even beat up my best friend Jeff Miller who had said your boobs were fake. I told him they were not!”“He started the fight, but I finished it. I haven’t seen or even spoken to him since then.”“My goodness, I seem to remember you coming in the house looking beat up, but you told me you crashed your bike. You lied to me, Paul!”“That was over ten years ago, but I remember it clear as day, Mom. Polly witnessed it,. ”“Too late slut we will have to start over.”“Oh please no no please I am sorry please don’t I cant take much more please please.” she begs and whimpers the tears falling freely from her face.Her master grabs her by the hair and says,“You can and you will slave. You will take all I can give and then some. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?”“Yes Master yes.”The spanking continues. Amy is careful not to make another mistake. Her Master smiles as she watches Amy start to arch up to receive her punishment. She. "Thanks for the ride, officer, but I already told you, I don't dare go in there right now." she said nervously, looking inside the restaurant. She could see Alice working the front and... nobody else was there. She knew Mal was probably fuming in his office, steaming mad and drinking that horrid smelling bourbon. "Missus Connolly, I already told you, you are not fired." he said, getting out and putting his hat on. "Come on, I'm going in with you, and I'll straighten him out. I promise." Her.