‘Ooooooo, YES! Give it to me!’ I demand, my body shaking, aching for fulfilment. Gasping a surprised breath, my arms fall from your shoulders to c...atch myself on the bed of the truck as you quickly jerk my hips to the very edge of the tailgate, growling deep in your throat, you pull my legs from around your waist, pressing my ankles to my thighs, spreading me wide open. The fire in your eyes burns hotter when you look down and see my juices overflowing and dripping onto the ground. I fall to my. “Aaaaaahhhhhhh!” I shrieked. It took me a longer moment to catch my breath between sobs this time, the tears already running freely down my cheeks. My bottom felt like it was on fire, each buttock where he’d whipped me was already searing beyond anything I could have possibly imagined. “T-two”, I gulped. “Th-thank you…sir… … please… may I have another?” I managed to get out in a rush, finally. And so he continued, five more strokes to each buttock. He landed each exactly on my sit spot,. I closed the door and followed her. I'd first met Linda about a year previous, she was gym buddy of my mates wife. We had chatted a couple of times but nothing else as I was in a serious relationship and I never thought of her like that really. She had already found the middle of the sofa when I entered the room and being quite shy, I sat on the armchair by the fireplace. She smiled and asked if I was okay that she was there. I said it was fine and offered her a drink which she readily. He didn't have any on going projects running and his phone had a 'screening' function. Any telemarketers, who tried to call, suddenly found themselves turned into phone sex operators. (Which is one of the reasons there are so many!) "Hello?" "Hello, Mr. Wizard! Regis Philbin here, from 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire!" "It's THE WIZARD! I am not some kid show host!!! How in the world did you get this number?" "Gee, someone got up on the wrong side of the bed! Anyway, Marc Zutz has won a half a.