Then I moved my hand to he pussy, she resist for long but my hand reached there and now she spread her legs to give way to my hand and I put my hand o...n her pussy. It was really too little. I was now rubbing her pussy by my one hand and my other hand was on her boob. She said me this is not right before marriage, don’t do like this. I continuously am kissing her. I put my hand under her bra she was shivering with fear and shyness. I squeezed her boobs. Then I asked her to remove her underwear. Feeling it becoming harder and bigger in my hand''8 i think''''you like it?''i was stroking him with my 2 hands under the water in the dark pool ''mmm shit i like how you do it''i wasnt sure i should do it but once i start i coudnt stopi love how big he was, stroking him in the water , touching all of his huge black cockthere was a discret spot under the deck, the wood over laping the pool i was drag there by him and he just presented me his bbc''you know you want to do it, im not stopping. Like my counterpart in the story, I lay spread-eagled on the bed, my blistered arse smarting painfully from the thrashing Penny had given it. I sobbed hysterically but the gag prevented unwanted noise. Penny's idea of a spanking involved the use a slipper, an instrument that might not be as deadly painful as a strop, but the so-called spanking had been prolonged and hard. Anger boiled in my mind as I planned my revenge after I was freed. "I'll beat the living daylights out of the bitch. I'll. At least that's what I thought when the week started. It turns out that he was not as different as I thought. He seems different, but he has the same emotions buried in there somewhere. We got along great." Then why aren't the two of you still together?" It's what I told you. The Program threw us together. We hooked up. But I saw something about him Friday afternoon that was a bit much for me. There are things about those we date that will surprise you. Expect it. Trust me on something else..