Now pull down your girdle and your panties. It'stime for a spanking."A what? Mistress could not be serious. I was a grown man. Well, sort ofa man, any...way. I didn't get spanked!But I did.Mistress Gwen peeled my panties and my girdle to my knees. She smackedme hard on my buttocks, then rested her hand there for a minute for thesting to settle in. She smacked me again, and again. The pain wassearing, physically and psychologically. In all, she hit me 15 times,and before you assume anything, there. It twitches with antisipation of what is comming. It´s even harder than you ever felt it before, all 9,5 inches. Your dick is thick too and the blue vains are clearly visable. You almost faint when our both tounges starts licking it. I start to lick the big wet head which is oosing precum and assistant the long thick shaft. My tounge is teasing the peehole and tries to get in. You moan louder and i can feel the salty precum in my mouth. I ceress your firm hairless balls and you moan over and. As he was calming down, and all the while still playing with my tits, I told him that my pussy was in need of attention, as he began to finger my wet pussy.He asked me if it was as good with him as it is with my husband. I told him that my husband is only average size when it comes to his cock, and was not near as big or round as Jim was. Jim asked me what my hubby would think if he knew that I just gave him a blow job in the back seat of his car. I told him he would probably be pissed that he. I stopped the car and asked Kim to drive, then climbed in back with Clara. I pulled her roughly into my lap and kissed her hard. She kissed back hard. I whispered in her ear, ‘Promise me no more crazy stuff.’ She buried her head in my chest and quietly shuddered against me. She looked up with more tears. ‘I’ll try. I really will.’ I held her as tight as I could until she relaxed against me. I pulled out my phone and called Karen, ‘Hey, any chance you can join us for simple dinner at Keeler? I.