Do youthink you're ready for that?" I just shook my head, letting her know I was willing. I wastoo excited to talk. We went into her bedroom, turned...down the bedand then I got in. Jeannie slowly undressed, knowing very well that my eyes neverleft her for a moment. She unzipped her dress and let it fall to thefloor. She slid the straps of her slip off her shoulders and let itfall around her ankles. The sight of her in her bra and pantiesalmost made me come. She turned toward me as she. I am sure you liked it, she said with an assertive tone as I felt her hand giving a hard massage and rub to my cock which was already swelling and growing to make a tent like bulge up front. Ouhhhhhhhh, getting excited baby, hunghhhhh, she grabbed my cock which was good 6 plus inches by now and much thicker than a phone pole, with hot bl**d gushing in it making it throb. I was kind of hurting as my length pushed hard against the fabric and having resistance with no room to flex and stretch as. She stepped off warily, a slow model walk, headed for Ned’s crowded focal position. Her path forced her to squeeze between the randomly cited chairs and tables, their occupants mesmerized by her graceful amble as she brushed through the crowd. Ned examined her as she seductively approached. She was not tall, even in her heels, a bit petite in the body. Her club-wear red dress was very loose, sleeveless, with large arm holes gathered at the tied waist. The loose collar drooped low, displaying. ” “O… Okay.” Her cheeks heated at a strange thought. “Um, Gary?” “Yes?” “Is it weird that the idea of ‘submitting to a spanking’ is more appealing than the spanking itself?” “Not at all,” said Gary, breaking their hug to butter the last of his bread and wipe clean his plate. “There are a number of iconic situations that almost define the sexual side of submission.” He stopped to take a bite. Elaine remained.