With both studs now standing before me, I looked up at them with pleading eyes.“What should we do with this smoker?” Marc asked Josh.“Well, we h...ave to punish him,” Josh replied, with authority in his tone.I began to beg them not to report me, reciting the litany of all the detentions I already had on my hands.“Nah,” Josh interrupted me, “You must be punished.”Marc then interjected and addressing me, said, “Tilt your head back and open your mouth.”I did as told. Bending forward Marc sniffed at. She landed hard on the floor in a heap, tears running down her face as she stared in disbelief at her father. His face showed none of the love it always had as he stared at her and told her that he had taken all he would of her disobedience and that now she would learn to behave. Her heart started to pound as her father ordered her to get to her feet and follow him.He led her to the basement, to a door she’d noticed but never investigated, and her eyes popped open wide when he opened it and she. I told him there were a couple of single seats near me, and that he was welcome to join me. He said, "That'd be cool!" We walked to our seats, and spent the rest of the game together. Our conversation went from baseball and his residency in suburban Milwaukee, WI. He is not quite 21, and taking a break from school. I asked, directly, "What are you doing after the game?" He shook his head and said, "No Plans!" I leaned over to him and whispered in his ear, "I noticed we were each interested in. " What do they taste like?" she pondered, bringing her head towards mine."Strawberries." Damn it; I thought they tasted like cherries. Now put your hand back on my pussy and find out what my juice tastes like too." Done," I added, letting my fingers back on it. "So, am I going to get to feel it regularly?" Well, don't forget, I'm still a woman that you have to respect, you know, love me and treat me right. You can do that, can't you, Vince? You know, for the woman you lust after and want so.