"And a real man takes who he wants when he wants her." But, but," Missy tried to protest, her thoughts scattered by the situation."Go ahead, watch a r...eal man fuck," Mary purred. "Watch a real man take his pleasure from a naughty little slut who's going to get her bottom paddled, latter." Was it fair to paddle Fiona for following my commands when she had no choice. No, but that wasn't going to stop Mary. She just loved paddling asses and would use any flimsy excuse to do it.My strokes were. ”She smiled, “I know, but it just sort of slipped out. I guess I needed to wipe that smug look off his face.”He hugged his wifely tightly and said, “I’m proud of you. That couldn’t have been easy.”“It was actually easier than I thought it would be. I never loved him. I meant it when I said that I didn’t know what that word meant until I met you,” she said, kissing her husband gently on the lips.He swatted her butt playfully, “If I’m not mistaken, we were headed upstairs to fool around.”“Only if. .. stuff. Bobby stared at her bra and swallowed. His cock, which had been hard all day, positively ached now.Kathy reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. It fell forward and was in her hand before she realized Bobby hadn't moved. Her somewhat casual nudity at the Tracey's house had given her a level of confidence that allowed her to stand topless in front of the boy without feeling too uncomfortable. But he was just standing there.Finally Bobby's brain functioned. "What are you doing?" he. I went to the bathroom and used the toilet and then shaved myself very closely. I brushed my teeth and showered, returning to my room clad only in towel around my waist. Mom was sitting next to my dressing table on a chair that she had bought to my room. Mom had pulled my chair next to hers alongside the dressing table in anticipation of my return. The were a number of packages piled on my dressing table and I realised that this is it; I'm going to dress as a woman to entrap my uncle Wally and.