“Bad girls don’t get to come.”He made himself comfortable on the bed. Then he looked at her“Come here cunt.” She moved towards him, no knowi...g what to expect. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over his knee. It was then she realised that he was going to spank her, and she panicked. But once again, he was a step ahead of her. Before she could think to panic, he delivered a hard blow to her ass.She let out a muffled scream of pain, before her eyes stung with tears. She tried to reach out. A healthily rounded woman, dressed only in a thin wedgewood blue nightie, her covering translucent, almost glowing, as though the light were desperate to show her off as best it could.The nightie barely covered her decently around the thighs, and I could see dimly a dark thatch triangle through the clinging cloth, and a pair of cool erect nipples thrusting from the small firm breasts.Her smile shone too, love and desire in her lips, and her eyes."Mike, what the Hell are you doing?"Oh yeah,. He grabbed my head and f***ed his cock down my throat telling me “to get after it you old slut.” That turned me on big time and I worked that cock over, gagging a lot but really enjoying myself. There was saliva all over my face, as I was nearly getting it all the way down my throat, when there was a knock on the door. It was his buddy from the bar wondering where we were, and looking in he saw me deep throating that giant cock as I winked at him. He laughed and said “have fun guys”, and. A month later we were married, unlike other people who get remarried, we took the girls with us on our honeymoon. She’d had a ocean liner from her previous marriage, that was as big as any curse ship I had ever seen. We were the only passengers on board, and the crew were paid enough to be quite about anything that went on during the voyage. The first night of course was just me and my new wife. The next night my wife brought Sarah in with her. She was concerned about how I would treat her.