She held that kiss until I was gasping, my chest heaving, my whole body aroused. I could breathe just fine, but oh God, I was so turned on I ached. I ...wanted to wrap my arms around her, only I couldn't! I could barely wiggle. When she backed off the kiss I raised my head, hungering for more, but she kept just out of reach of my seeking lips.She jiggled her left arm, reminding me of our connection. As if I needed it."Now, Chiquita, where you go, I go, where I go, you go -- together wherever we. .. but recently it seems like they have been happening a lot more. He's your typical boys' boy. Tall, dark, good at sport and very muscly. I was not as blessed in the muscular department. Don't get me wrong, I thought of myself as a good-looking guy - 5'11, brown hair, lean. However, from all the studying I have been doing, I have had to wear my glasses. I looked okay in them so it didn't bother me too much, but Nate kept calling me Harry Potter.We haven't been around each other much lately.. "Have you been a bad slut?" he asked. "Yes sir." I replied, submissively."Get down here!." he said, sternly.I bent over his lap, I could feel his hard cock pressing against me."Crack." the sting of leather hit my ass."Crack..crack..crack." three more hard hits."Stop squirming whore." he demanded. "I'm sorry, sir." I said.Then Carl went to town on my ass. A long, hard bare bottom spanking. He spanked me for a good 20 minutes, calling me names, asking me questions. My legs kicked and my body. She had delivered a baby daughter; then six months old and breast fed her in those days. This made her breasts fuller. In spite of the baby; she did not develop any bulging belly. Perhaps she did some yoga exercises. I noticed that her blouse, where her breasts were, was wet.It was obvious that her surplus breast milk had been leaking out of her breasts. She wore no bra as it would interfere with feeding the baby but I liked her this way. There was cry of Anita’s daughter from adjacent room..