’ ‘Very funny Gordon, you are getting very close to a spanking.’ I stood up from the comfortable lounge chair, and approached my fiancée carefu...lly. I trapped her arms by her side, and kissed her gently. ‘You are a bastard Even Luck.’ ‘I can’t be I know both my parents.’ ‘Wise-ass, I’m going to spank you tomorrow night.’ ‘You owe the pretzel jar $10, doesn’t she’? ‘Yes she does Dad. I think you’re going to need a larger jar. I don’t think anyone’s going to win.’ ‘I already know who’s going to. Well that bit was up to me. This gave me plenty of scope for thought. First I had to arrange some ties, the easy bit. Then I had to think of a game plan, the not so easy bit. Honestly it got quite stressful, such was my desire to meet her bidding. I began, like with most things in my life, by Googling it. Wife tied up and dominated was a good start. And I wasn't left wanting. Some of the movies I was presented with were really quite hot, and from them I devised something of a game plan. Within. Instead of pumping her for more information, he spent the next few hours simply pumping her full of his forceful spunk delivered with special delivery in exciting positions and with enthusiastic vigor. She was vociferous in her enjoyment and Corporal Sandy checked to make certain it was all in pleasure and no problem existed within the tent.He prevailed on the pretty corporal to join them and soon she was gobbling up the ex-mayor's pretty muff whilst he spread her sphincter wide to take his. She still wore the skimpy dress but it was rolled up past her navel, and her soaked vagina glistened through the wispy dark hairs in the light of the night, much like the ring that she wore around her neck. Julie was close enough now that she would be able to tell my eyes were open so I shut them to avoid being discovered, I also feared she would notice my erection as I was on my back covered in only a thin sheet. The unique sound of a zipper rung in my ears, then the sound of a soft fabric.