Now how long that lasted I have no idea of the time at that point, but a further even more agonizing euphoria came over me as I tried my best to fight... against it, only to make it rush through my mind and body even harder and far far worse.Then suddenly total and complete tranquil peace came over me, so strong and so direct it was I believe I actually began laughing at least that seemed to me like that’s what I was doing and hell who really knows I was at that point totally fucked up.Finally. Meyers, don’t call my parents. Please. You can punish me.” I’m not much of a disciplinarian, and the poor girl looked so pitiful I knew I couldn’t call her parents. But I was very angry. I didn’t like someone bringing alcohol into my house and serving it to underage teens. “How does your father punish you when you’ve done something bad?” “He used to give me spankings when I was younger. You could give me a spanking, Mr. Meyers. That would teach me a lesson.” I had never spanked anyone in my. Seemingly to encourage me, milady stood by her bed, placed her hands on the covers, bent at the waist pointing her tight young ass at me and turned her head towards me, the look on her face seemed to enquire the reason for the delay,My outstretched hand was slapped away with a hissed “Fuck me you oaf”. Needing no further encouragement I grasped a rapidly hardening cock in one hand and her waist in the other. Ploughing the furrow of her pussy I pushed the engorged head at the entrance of her. Slowly he began to work his cock in and out of my ass as my hands were flat on the cold bathroom countertop and I looked directly ahead watching myself getting fucked by this handsome black man. He placed his large, powerful black hands on my soft, white shoulders and began pulling me into him. We were moving in perfect harmony, my ass slapping against his hips rhythmically. With his right hand he latched onto my hair and pulled my head back, still fucking me in perfect rhythm. “Whose ass is.