Why? Not from revenge, but from the satisfaction afforded by the shot going home. If you had given your maid a box on the ears this morning, you would... have satisfied your revenge without any pleasure whatever; but if I had been there and held your maid down while you spanked her bottom, your pleasure would have arisen from the infliction of the punishment. Do you follow me, dear?" Yes, I see it now," Alice replied, then added archly, "I wish you had been there, Jack! It would have done her a. Why not drive back…we were heading down Interstate 71, back toward Columbus, smoking, listening to music and having a good time, we were about halfway, maybe near Mansfield. Pat was driving, Gary was at the front passenger window. I sat on top of the motor, in the middle of the front of Pat’s old 66 Econoline. Boyd and Colleen were in the back, sitting on top of musical amplifiers as if they were seats. Suddenly the van started to swerve, and there was nothing Pat could do to keep control.. I decided to take one last shot at finding out and if nothing happened I would accept the fact that I was a paranoid asshole. I decided to set up an opportunity for her and then be where I could observe.The simplest way to do it was to set up a phony three day business trip. That would leave Belinda with plenty of free time on her hands and I would make sure that I was in a position to see what she did with it. The first step was to give her plenty of advance notice so she could make her plans.. Her mouth was nuzzling my ear. When she spoke, her voice sounded gravelly.'I bet you've got a lovely, tight pussy, haven't you?' My heart was in my mouth.She pushed me away from her and held me at arm's length by the shoulders. A kittenish smile played across her face as she glanced down at her pants. I was in awe of her lovely slim torso in those stupid red, baggy pants. She really was gorgeous.'Are you going to leave me like this? I said I want my pussy licked.'I slipped my hand inside her.
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