He then pulls his chest against my back, our legs wrapped around each other’s, his hand on my thigh, my arm hooked up around his head and I turn to ...kiss him as his thrusts continue. The position is intimate and I fall in love with him again. As he holds me and fucks me slowly, I feel as though I could be like this with him forever. We change positions several times as we continue to make love and I feel the tension mounting inside him. He’s atop me once more, the missionary position, my legs. Me standing, bending forward, knees slightly bent with myass cheeks spread apart by this beautiful man. His fat stomach hanging inthe air as he forced his face into my ass. We were groaning and moaningwith pleasure. I could hear the slurping sounds coming from him. I couldfeel the pressure of his tongue forcing its way into my hole. He lickedand tongued me for an eternity of pleasure. My mind drifted more and Istarted fantasizing about his fingers in side me, his cock inside me. Iwas so. “Just as with your punishments. There are times I will allow you to think about the correction that is coming. You can live it in your mind 100 times before I actually execute the punishment,” she said.“Gosh thanks, now I’ll be thinking about that, Ma’am,” Savannah replied playfully. She would too! She had never anticipated the spankings her mother gave her on a weekly basis. If she was tempted to get into trouble by ditching school, she would just do it. The consequences were always something. The guys being a tad loose from the brews made little comments about how she was dressed. My wife being a big show off loved the attention. She acted shy but knew just how to stir them up. Bobby whistled at her legs and she walked up to his chair and raised her right leg and put it on his left knee. Her short skirt fell back showing all of her leg. That started it. Bobby said I just thought of something I'd rather be doing other than watching the race. My wife giggled and slapped at him, she.