On to the Finish LineSoon, I felt the coolness of her ...inger tips touch the tip of my penis, just as I had asked her to do. Susan’s fingers were cool and wet — I felt them begin to slide down over my glans — so gentle, so loving, just the way Linda used to do it. A shiver ran through my body. She paused before starting to simulate the in and out motion I was already fantasizing. Her finger tips worked. He’d come on a small motorbike which he’d left running, and recovering well from the sight of Dave, though it had turned his face as red as his hair, he handed over the box. Dave paid him, giving him a three quid tip, and then asked – since he looked very warm – whether he would like a drink. They had beer, fruit juice or even just water. The lad hesitated, and then said a glass of water would be great; best no alcohol when he was working. Dave invited him in, so he turned off the engine of his. You are definitely a rich young woman." I hate what I thought about Rick along toward the end. I wish I could thank him. Dad, what was that about the apology?" I have no idea. Whatever it was apparently didn't work. Send up a prayer. For all that he said, I think he believed in the Lord." I will Dad, I surely will." Nola made a phone call to her mother when we arrived home."Mom, something serious happened to me today." What? Did you get into trouble again?" No, Mom, I became a very rich girl.. He immediately begins struggling up on his knees. The weight lifts from his back, The Voice has moved. Due to the cuffs his arms are spread up and out on the bed so as he works himself up on his knees he is left in a supplicant position with his chest down on the bed but his ass up in the air. He wonders what comes next but before he could finish his thought something strikes him on his ass…it stings but didn’t really hurt. *Crack* another hit, harder this time. *Crack* a third hit, he.Read More