Nevertheless, I understood what he was asking. "Y... Yes, Sir. May I ask a question please, Sir?" Certainly. What would you like to know?" Well, I... ...I was just wondering a... are you going to spank me, Sir?" Have you been naughty, Dominique?" Oh! I don't know, Sir!" Well then, I would not spank you unless I told you that you had displeased me and I explained why. Then we would discuss a punishment and if we agree that a spanking was appropriate, it would proceed." He smiled a little before. It was almost as if she was his dream woman.Gravity-defying breasts, a toned stomach and a plump ass, shapely legs and a lovely face, perfectly framed by her brown hair. It helped she wore little more than a thin white robe. And her most defining feature. A pair of massive, white wings behind her. Joe was speechless as the woman came towards him. When she was in front of him she spoke."You're Joe, right?", she asked in a soft voice that danced in his ears. He quickly nodded."Ah, good. I guess. They wanted to believe the hype, all the gruff words that said that these men were mortal enemies. The so-called sport would never draw the avid crowds that came faithfully if they knew the truth about the combatants.At 1:13 in the morning, Jerry pulled into a roadside park — on these old two lane highways so far from the interstates, they didn't have the nice rest areas with restrooms and vending machines that you found on the interstate highways. They had picnic tables and a little parking. I thought I had the house to myself. My parents had left me at home alone (they thought), while they attended a late night holiday party. They hadn't bothered to tell me that Jake would be coming into town that evening. So there I was on my bed, stripped down to nothing but my panties. I was on my hands and knees, ass up in the air, sucking a guy's dick with the door to my bedroom wide open, when I hear Jake clear his throat behind me. I had no idea how long he'd been there, but I totally.