To which she responded “You don’t need to ask that, you deserve to be my boyfriend. You took me a great way last night. You are a lovely brother. ...Be my secret lover (in a sexy tone)”. She was wearing a lower and a top while I was wearing a tee and my usual half pants.I went close to Pummy didi looking into her eyes. I could feel her hear was beating hard. I wanted to have her again. I put one hand on her waist and planted a kiss on her neck. She responded with a smile. I started kissing her. I wish I was making you come in them now. Hi Jane Sorry about last text, sent before I read it and was not meant to send the last sentence, it was a bit rude. Sorry TimHi Tim It’ brightened my morning up, made me laugh, are you really looking at them now and getting hard Jane Afraid so, just touching and knowing you have worn them gives me an erection, there only one problem, every day the fragrance of your pussy get weaker on them TI could always send you another pair, freshly fragrance. They had told her about the size of their cocks and how good they were at fucking white married bitches…She was curious about that and then the men told her to meet them at a bar, where white women go to get fucked by black men…One of the guys, Troy, told her that usually cuckold husbands loved to watch their wives being blacked; so, that was why that black bastard had called me.Then I told Troy I was leaving with my wife; but he laughed and asked one of his mates, Mickey, if it was. However, that just would not do as the masked avenger flicked his wrist to put some extra energy behind each swat.A chorus of cries and “oh no” greeted his delighted ears. As the spanker watched their rears turn redder and redder as each bottom made contact with his personal revenge. The cracks of the paddle rang out as each of the coworker or classmate’s selected naughty girls was grateful for the cool breeze which circulated under the dome and waft against their sizzling arses. The wind.