" "Bigger than yours?" "Yes." "Bigger than mine?" "God no," I said. "Of course not," he said. "Today is your lucky day, dude. You'll never see another... one like this. I'd like to start off with kisses, you know, as a sign of respect. Just kiss the shaft for now, tender little kisses. Okay, like that. Do that for a while. You slay me, you really do. This happens all the time you know, three or four times a week. Guys like you come in here, married guys. They slay me. I size them up right away.. But what to do with that antsy feeling crawling under his skin right now? Well, if he was going to be out of confinement and meeting people again, it was probably a good time to do more laundry.Tossing a load of whatever was lying around his place into a basket, he headed out the door. As he walked slowly down the hallway, he stopped by Molly’s door and looked at it for a long moment. Impulsively, he raised his hand… but just managed to stop himself from knocking.He can wait. He can wait.Flynn. Each rider with there bottom sticking out tried to be brave as they received their spanking. However, that just would not do as the masked avenger flicked his wrist to put some extra energy behind each swat.A chorus of cries and “oh no” greeted his delighted ears. As the spanker watched their rears turn redder and redder as each bottom made contact with his personal revenge. The cracks of the paddle rang out as each of the coworker or classmate’s selected naughty girls was grateful for the cool. I remember they were really big too. I took my clothes off and he pushed me back and started to kiss me. I hugged him and I lifted my legs unto his back while we kissed. I guess that was an obvious sign I liked being fucked, because he reached for some vaseline and smeared it on my hole, and then on his cock.He rubbed his cockhead on my hole, up and down, and then slightly pushed it against my hole. Then up and down again, and then back to poking my hole.The whole time we were kissing and I.