My neighbor kept giving me the alcohol, and joints, and nice cajun baked fish. they kept talking with me, about anything, if i could play some nice, s...exy music, they asked, suggesting Al Green or Barry White, so I played that, all night, feeling increasingly horny, to the point that my hands got a little sweaty, and my penis erect, like i had just swallowed a combination of xtc and viagra. The friends were mostly fishing, while my neighbor and i discussed a painting plan for his boat. When I. "Haven't done that either," Richard said, after a few moments passed.Richard closed his eyes and basked in the feeling. Then he moved back from Emily and pulled her up.He kissed her, again feeling like it was the first time.He guided her down onto the bed. Emily looked up at him expectantly."I take it you've never done it with anyone on your bed, then?" No. And I don't plan on doing so," Richard said, grinning."Ooh, where will you take me, then? On the piano?"Richard chuckled. "No. No naked. When she got a little too rambunctious with her kinky toys or in the attitude she showed me in the bedroom, I took great pleasure in putting her over my knee and giving it to her good on her pretty flanks listening to her yell with each descending blow from my heavy palms. Despite her vociferous outbursts, I knew she loved every minute of it and she would often do something just to force me to take corrective action to put her back into her proper place.Sometimes when I was a bad boy, I would. We did not have great production values back then, although I was not a bad artist, if I do say so myself.Getting locations to shoot was not always easy. You go to your local Vicar and ask him if you can film your mother, dressed as a nun, fucking a candle on his alter and see how 'huffy' he gets. So we had to be imaginative and inventive.We had a real desk and some wooden chairs. I painted the outline of a blackboard with some sums on it and a globe on a table. Et Voila! We have a classroom..