It was a warm night so I wore only a pair of shorts, a tank top and flip-flops. In a small backpack, I carried a pair of black patent leather high hee...ls, thigh-high black fishnet stockings and a short pleated miniskirt.I arrived at the Deja Vu around 9:30 in the evening. The place was pretty nice - not too sleazy, with private booths in the back of the store and a small private theater for which they charger $10. I browsed the booth area awhile (nobody there) and watched a couple of videos to. But I will tell you that over the last few weeks for some reason or another I had been feeling a bit insecure. I had thought a couple of times recently about what it would be like to be back over your lap. I don’t know, Uncle Chuck. I really cannot answer that question. It may be. I just don’t know.”I smiled to myself as I started thinking of today’s spanking.“I think that there was another reason why I asked that question, Khrys. I asked you today to keep your skirt up.. You did not. . I, too, feel that burning sensation coming from within. My breath is getting heavier and heavier too, as the knowledge of what we both want becomes more concrete."A little bit more... sorry."Then, while holding me with one arm, he starts touching me from behind. His left hand moves across my asscheeks, until the fingers reach my hole and start rubbing it. I try to suppress the moans, but after a while I stop caring.No one will hear us.I move my thighs in order to let his dick slide exactly. Once my organs had moved back into their proper positions, I struggled to undo my safety harness as Jennifer stood there in the cold three feet away, sniffing and looking absolutely pitiful.I don't remember actually getting out of Midge. In fact everything between trying to get out of my harness and finding myself holding my Jennifer in my arms is a complete blank. But I do remember feeling her shivering from the early December cold and half carrying and half dragging her inside.All of my.