With those big titties, and that jiggly fat ass. Bet no one ever told you that, huh? You like that shit, don't you?"While Jessica's face was turning r...ed with anger, she also couldn't help but blush. No man had had the balls to talk to her like that in her entire life. Suddenly she caught herself. Jessica slammed her hands on the table."Look!" she said.He stopped suddenly and realized that she wasn't playing any games. Or was she? He would give her a minute to cool down. Meanwhile, he caught. I walked in and took off my jacket."Want anything?" she asked.I just looked at her knowingly."I meant something to drink," she said as she blushed."I'm ok," I said.By the hall mirror, there was a bicycle."Is this new?" I asked."Yeah, figured I'd start biking again," she said, as she came and stood next to me."The seat seems a little high for you," I said. "Here, hop on."Thu straddled the bike and tried to push herself up on the seat.I took her waist in my hands and pushed her up on it."Thanks,". When Diane changed again to spanking the backs of her legs Nina let out louder and louder gasps not caring whether the women in the changing room looked on her as a naughty girl, or, indeed, were still wondering how come a woman of forty-one-years of age was still spanked. After all, the pain overtook all of her thoughts and feelings, as usual. Of course, she continued to have her normal feelings of knowing that this was all her own fault for acting like a naughty teenager knowing that Diane. I know I talked about my ex-wife and mentioned my daughter briefly, but I never mentioned my son. His name is Mike. I just had to bring him up since this being a sex theme site, I was reminded of a talk we had some years ago. You know the talk. Oh yes, that talk. I can't recall how it went exactly, but I think it went something like this. I was sitting around the kitchen table with my wife Kim. I had a bourbon in front of me and I was looking for any excuse to avoid the inevitable. My wife was.