It was going to hurt. “Arch up, James. Ask for your spanking.” I closed my eyes tight and arched up. “Please, Mistress. Please spank me for ma...king a mess.” Crack, crack. Both into my poor, right cheek. “Are those as hard as hers?” “Close. Mistress.” Christ, why did I always forget that? Two more cracks, very hard. “That’s good, Mistress.” She chuckled. “You are going to learn your lesson about messes, James.” She spanked me hard, even harder than Andrea had with a hairbrush, covering my. Next day she didn’t talked to me no calls , no msg. Even in college she ignored me . After four days I received messaged from her telling hi what your doing and we started talking , she asked me why I hugged her I told I couldn’t control after looking at you hip and ass wish I could get chance once again she sent and angry emoji and our messaged continued.Next week study holidays started 2nd day she messaged me that she want to see me, I told come home tomorrow no one will be at home she. You remind me of a man I saw three years ago in the eastern end of the state. He threw a desk through a wall." Hell, Mister, it was a pure accident, what happened. Those people made me mad and I lost my temper." Harley shifted uncomfortably in his seat. It shook him considerably to find the past was not buried so deep after all.Ida Marie tried to defend her husband; "We would like it better if it didn't never happen. My Harley is a real gentle man who wouldn't hurt nothing."The gray haired. “My only regret is that we did not tell Doug to go away so that we could have continued what you started. “My question now,” Rachel asked, going for broke, “is whether you will push me away if I try to continue what you started yesterday?” Rachel did not give Karen a chance to answer. Rachel pressed her lips against Karen’s and, when it was clear that Karen was providing no resistance, Rachel slowly began to trace Karen’s lips with her tongue. Emboldened by Karen’s silent encouragement,.