Crack…Whack… Snap… Slap…”Oh, God!” she whispered, burying her face under the chair. Her hair billowed and snapped up with each slap. Crack...… Crack… Crack…. I spanked her quickly, deliberately. She jumped each time the brush slapped against her tender skin. Elizabeth was wriggling her bottom and kicking her legs. I had to stop and renew my grip on her waist to keep her from sliding off my lapHer feet were flailing and she was whimpering and crying. SLAP… SLAP… SLAP… I increased the strength of. "Paula?" Emily," the young girl replied and glanced behind her to see the look on her sister's face. "Paula's by the door."The elderly woman struggled to focus into the shadows and Paula moved across the lounge in the residential home. Her parents were showing some prospective buyers around the old house of her grandparents, who had both deteriorated rapidly in the previous two months. "Hi Nan," Paula muttered and sat down in an adjacent chair before accepting the offer of a cup of tea.Her. My incredible forbidden lover had the physical body and diabolicalpower to crush any real challenger. It wasn't easy playing cute andsilly with that strong-arm gay stallion during romantic foreplay either- my Freddy always enjoyed paddling my cheeky tight girly butt - ifonly to 'jump-start' our sexual gymnastics!"This one here is Irene's latest find, my 'Goldilocks' with the finetush." My Freddy Bear mused loudly enough so others could hear. Thosewonderful warrior lips only a stolen kiss away. "On that note my son rose, turned off the telly and left the room, to be honest I would have preferred him to stay with me, but thirty seconds later I was thankful he had left the room."Well, Carol, you've come a long way from Leeds girl." Connor smirked as he turned to face me, "Business is obviously booming."At first I was totally confused and then I felt my whole world came crashing in on me, Leeds was where I had met my late husband and I had been a prostitute at the time. I looked at.