I tend to be pretty good with rhymes although a poet I am not; I’ve tried, but can never seem to get the flow right though I can usually get the sen...timent across. After a lot of mental sifting I had the words I wanted to share. I grabbed the pen and paper I always keep by my bedside and started to write.For Felicity I feel your hurt, deep inside As I look from where you cried Two bright and stunning eyes A depth of pain behind them lies Knowing why is so much worse As is my inability to lift. Since we hooked up previously she wanted to expand her horizons and I was fine with that. Our work schedules rarely made it work for us but when it did, we took advantage. When she did the download, it was one of those times.She was talking to the IT people and doing what she was told. After a bit it finally worked and I was office free. It was summer and MJ was clad in a tank top and shorts and I was wearing just shorts. It took all I had not to tease her while she was working and a stern look. He brought his hand down on my ass hard. At first it wasn’t too bad. He kept spanking hammering blow after blow on my stinging ass. The tears started to flow even as my pussy started tingling. Nothing this exciting had happened between us for a long time. I wiggled my ass in pleasure and pain. He took a break for a minute. He made me get up and look at my ass in the mirror. It was bright red. It was burning badly, but my pussy was wetter than ever. “Oh I’m not done yet,” he said. “We are going. My fingers cupped the fleshy buttocks then groped at their ripe firmness. Meanwhile my still-throbbing cock pressed against her flat tummy. Missy let my tongue ravage inside her mouth, then her lips puckered and she began sucking my tongue deep. I moaned in satisfaction, and she moaned back. Her hands grabbed my head and pulled me into her mouth, and she took her turn to shove her tongue into my throat. The teenager's long wet tongue poked around inside my mouth where my tongue chased it and.