.. on her ass. HER ass. "Shall I delete it, dirty slut?" She bit her lip and shook her head no. "As you wish. Now, on with the punishment." He stood t...o her left, placed his left hand on her back, and started spanking her... HARD! Every blow elicited a sound from her no matter how much she fought it. It stung and burned quickly and he kept going fast and hard. Again and again and AGAIN his hand came down on her stinging ass. All over it. Up and down, side to side. Sometimes hitting the same spot. Worse, her little clit piercing kept catching the seam of her shorts through her sheer thong, tugging her already aroused nub into nearly painful sensitivity. She was needy as hell when she finally made it home. The kitchen door was unceremoniously slammed shut, and she bypassed the fridge with its bottled water. Kicking up the stairs, Marissa barreled into the master bedroom and stripped. Everything came off. Finally naked, she stepped in front of the full length mirror. Her entire body was. Lovingly looking into my eyes her hands undo the fastener to my pants. I feel the zipper as it is pulled past the erection for her. I lift firmly at her shirt and pull it above her head, as my pants hit the floor. Stepping on the back of my shoes I step out of them and the pants sliding them over on the floor. She kicks off her shoes as this all happened at he same time. I kneel on one knee in front of her and gently kiss her belly button. My tongue feels deeper with more sensitivity as I. He folded it carefully and slipped it into an envelope. He sealed it and wrote the name of the recipient, Oliver Brown, across the flap.He put it to the side and thought, ‘What does one write to your true love of thirty years on an occasion like this?’ He decided that all one could do was to write what one honestly felt. He knew that Lady Lucy had understood him the best of all the women in his life. Neither of them was the kind to settle down. Even though he had offered to set her up in a.