I don't spend any of my money on her or her k**s. She thinks the new 50 inch flat screen fell off a truck. I steal cable from the neighbor and have an... i*****l cell phone that is cloned and I have no other bills. I use her money for beer and food.I woke up late about noon and put on a new white wife beater t-shirt and some baggy shorts and headed out to the couch. She had dropped the k**s at her mothers and the place was quite. I could hear her and another woman in the kitchen. I walked out and. We’d made it as far as the couch; she had my skirt up around my waist and my panties were about halfway off; it was a simple matter to get one leg out, get between her lovely legs and grab that black cock…then make love to it. I was encouraged by her squealing like a little girl!As I sucked away kissed it and licked it CoCo simply went wild; her legs were thrown apart good and wide at first then cocked over my shoulders with her heels digging into my back. We were both enjoying ourselves very. ..I grew to love the feel of his big muscular arm around me... He showed me how to make breakfast and then we served the men and after we cleaned up he gave me the grand tour of the kitchen then the storeroom it was in the storeroom that we had sex for the second time! There was a pallet of dried beans in the back of the storeroom and as we got next to it Lee threw me down on top of the bean bags and began tearing my clothes off "Did you lock the door?" I panted as he was already out of his. She was right. A one strike rule is just what I need to improve my behaviour. Soon though my thoughts were lost in the increasing pain all across my bottom and the tops of my legs, the stinging pain soon increased many fold by the hairbrush as Sharon spanked me again and again. I kept on crying well after the spanking finished and well after Sharon was rubbing my bottom with her hand, shush shushing me, and calming me, whilst reminding me this was all my own fault and that I needed to be.