I want to punish you, to hurt you back. You won't even let me do that." Ellen, I haven't tried to stop you from anything. What is it you want to do th...at I'm preventing? I want you to do it, whatever it is. I'm just tired of waiting while you make up your mind. Can't you just figure out what it will take and then go ahead and do it?" She started walking closer and then she hauled off and slapped my face. It stung, but I just stood there with my hands down at my side. She slapped me three more. She moved her hand down his body. Despite the extra pounds he carried, she found it taught and liked it. Soon her hand gripped his rigid cock and started to rub it. He smiled as his mouth moved along her shoulders down to her pert firm breasts. She was 48 yet her skin and tits felt a lot younger. Her body arched as his tongue flicked her right nipple. She was so sensitive she was ready to cum again. She wanted to but she wanted to prolong it for as long as possible as she had no idea what to. The streaks of dried cum left on her body with our post coital cuddling were tinged with streaks of pink. I looked at my own member, crusty with our dried combined juices. It too was streaked, "that's blood!" I realized I really was an idiot. "Oh no, I really hurt her," I thought.My mouth tasted like a cat had died in it during the night. I figured on slipping out of bed and at least brushing my teeth before waking her. Then there was a sharp knock at my bedroom door and my dad's voice. ” He pushed me over so my hands were resting against the wall, and quickly pushed into my wet, soaking pussy, his nine inches filling me up quickly, and all I could do was cry out. He grabbed a hold of my hair and began to pound in to me, his balls slapping against me hard each time he pushed back in. He felt so good in my tight little cunt, it was amazing. Shouting out how much I needed him, how I needed his cum in me, but all he did was grunt and slap my ass, pulling on my hair with his other.