.. Oh god, this is awful. He tugs on the chain again and at the same time he starts rubbing my ass. Then when his big hand connects hard with my ass. ...He is spanking me!! Hard. It stings like hell and he keeps tugging on the chain. I loose count on how many times he spanks me. I just know my ass is on fire and my nipples are throbbing. He gets up and leaves again. It's insane I start freaking again. I don't know where he is or what's next. I'm laying there thinking he could do anything and. She had a bubble butt that drew plenty of looks and full, round thighs. She was lying naked on the bed and I spread her legs and got between them and began to admire her fully exposed pussy, rubbing her soft, full thighs. It was the first time I had taken a good look at her full, spread pussy. I grabbed my harden and started stroking it as I continued to admire her naked body. She seemed embarrassed and a little shocked at first as if what I was doing was completely unexpected and something she. Once I was sure I could walk without hitting the floor I headed toward the kitchen. My legs had the rubbery shaky feeling that too much exercising brings on. It was like trying to get spaghetti to stand up straight. I leaned heavily on the wall as I ventured toward the dark emptiness my baby just abandoned. As I rounded the corner to the kitchen I spotted the kitchen graffiti Sammy left. The only trash bag I had used to clean the corner of the attic was ripped apart as well as the bag I had. I didn’t want to be a hurdle by asking for commitment as at that time I was seriously considering about talking the marriage thing. I didn’t speak about it but, and moreover my family were looking matches for me. And one day he asked can we both spend a day together??Though my inner self was shouting YES!! I need you! But I asked time to think about it. I sat peacefully and asked myself, what was I doing? Why was I betraying myself if I know I can never have him permanent? What if I couldn’t.