I had tried to ignore my fetish for awhile but as I sat there and tried to make myself cum again my mind went back to that day in the van. My mind pic...ked up on an idea that I knew was dirty and maybe wrong but I think that made it all the more exciting.I put on some old jeans and headed downstairs to the kitchen trying my best to avoid my parents like most teenagers. I went to the fridge and found the big jug of water mom kept in there during the hot summer months. I poured myself a giant glass. .I'm...sorry!" she pleads once again only to be met with another swift smack directly onto her burning skin."It's for your own good you naughty, disgraceful girl." comes his voice, almost robotic now as his palm makes contact with her burning cheeks for a third time. She yelps helplessly, despising him and his cruelty. Yet with each strike of his hand upon her skin comes another alien sensation altogether.For despite the intense heat and sting she feels at his hand she realises there is another. Jane and I finished breakfast then I had her for dessert. She made another one of my little fantasies come true when she let me take her as she leaned over the countertop. With her long legs it was a nice experience as neither of us had to contort. We did the same trick two hours later, only this time Jane was dressed in a black skirt, garter belt, stockings and high heels. The second time was even better as the sight of her dressed up always made me hot. When we finished she pulled up her. I handed it to him. He picked up my purse and my keys off the trunk of my car. Looking at the key fob, he pressed the button that popped the trunk. Then he placed my top, purse (containing my panties), my jacket (which had remained draped over his arm the entire time) and my bra into the trunk and closed it with a loud thump.We heard an engine and then saw the lights as a car came down the ramp from one of the floors above. He pushed me back towards the front of my car, wrapped his arms around.