We looked into each other’s eyes for a moment. I looked directly into her eyes and said, “Yes, I used to spank her sometimes.”
Actually, this wasn’t entirely true: it wasn’t sometimes; it was a lot. XXX She had obviously given some thought to her lingerie, as her panties were a reddish color that complemented both her lovely hair and her sweater, and were feminine without being overly lacy or girly. I could see her darting glances at me out of the corners of her eyes but I pretended not to notice. “G-good, I guess.” I took my hand away and allowed her to find her own rhythm as she went on, “Excited?” I nodded encouragingly. “Ohhhh…” she breathed, as she felt them sliding downward, but she said nothing else.
