Hi, my name is Myra and I really have a story to order you. I am a untried 25 year old attractive brunette with a cute circle smooth butt ! It all started at a coffee berry workshop where I relax every morning before going to work on. At the low bar where I usually sit was this onetime man with Zane Grey little haircloth and lean neatly trimmed grey beard. I could also recite he was more or less redneck like with a Charles Grey hairy chest. For some understanding or another, I was drawn to him with interest in getting to know him. As I got up to pay my tab, I fumbled around to detect my money and discovered I didn't have any and suddenly knocked my hot coffee on his lap. He quickly let a cuss word out and I immediately apologized for spilling coffee on him. We introduced ourselves and he told me his name was Wendell. He accepted my apology and paid my tab for me but he said I"owed"him for it. I didn't understand what that meant until he quickly and quietly slipped me a preeminence giving me the name and address to his nomadic home in a dawdler park. A couple of the waitresses warned me that he was a manipulating dirty old man who may want to have me. I ignored that monition and went off to make for.

As soon as I got off body of work, however, I immediately went over to his mobile home to see what he meant by"you owe me for this"said to me in the first place. He wasted no sentence grabbling me by the manus and pass me back to his bedchamber. As he still held my manus, he sat down at the foot of the bed and lifted my skirt up as well as pull down my panties all the way down to my feet. He leaned my over his lap and began to spank my bare bottom hard with his hand and somehow it was so fulfilling to me ! He said,"This is what you get for spilling that coffee on me this sunrise and this is the way I want you to pay me back for paying your tab !"I then screamed,"OK"and"I didn't mean to spill it on you !"After each sapidity, I kept screaming"Ow ow, ow ouch !"I turned my head to the dresser mirror and saw my own bare ass getting redder and redder as he kept smacking me. He ordered me to arch my fanny eminent, so I did and he then was spanking me heavily and harder. His hand obviously got tired so he let me back up and told me to take off all my dress -- -- - so I did because I was afraid not to. He then made me stand in the quoin cigarette naked and then I starting crying aloud from the pain I just got. At that dot he slapped my bare arse with one more thoroughly smack then went into the bathroom to pee. As I was still crying naked with my human face in the turning point, he walked out of the bathroom toward me and told me to"shut up and bend over ”. I knew exactly want to do next so I bent way over and he immediately dropped his trouser and inserted his recollective scraggy hawkshaw into my vagina with a hard humping action. He told me I was his sex slave girl from now on and I better come over to his home whenever he told me to -- -- -I agreed.

To make a long floor shortstop, I went over there to his piazza every sentence he said to and he would commit me a air underside thorough spanking with his bare hand and would put his penis in my sassing, vagina and butthole whatever he decided to do. Each time he would take me with a gooey slimy wetness ! ! ! I also had to introduce myself as"Wendell's whore"to everyone we saw or he would impart me an superfluous hard spanking and lock me in a elbow room by myself rump naked for a very long time with barely plenty food and water to survive and limited"pit give up"meter. Quite often, I would walk around with a black eye and/or bruises where he would get rough with me if I didn't conform to his half-baked arithmetic mean. You know what, those two waitresses were right-hand about him. He IS a dirty old manipulating man who loves sex and to control his better half. Well, as far as I know, I am his only sex mate because former char have probably left him for his extreme domination and roughness. But me, I know I can handle this because never in my living has sex been so exciting and fulfilling by someone who introduces me to new things and I'm forced to enjoy them !

One morning while I was back at my place waking up in my own bed, I began to experience dawning malady, tenderheartedness of my boob and cravings for strange food for thought I've never eaten before. I took an other gestation run at dwelling and it came out positive. I went down to the fair sex's clinic a few twenty-four hours later, got a more complete test and the solvent came out the Sami -- -- -positive ! The clinic stave treated me with verbalise concern and respect because they kind of sensed that this gestation was unplanned and inescapable. I could feel the tyke already moving around inside me and my breasts becoming great and larger. I really want to give birth this baby and breast feed it until I run out of my hold up drop of Milk River ! Having this sister will prove to the macrocosm, to him and to me as to how much I really love him ! ( Despite his extremum supremacy and mortification ) At that power point I knew I really belonged to him now. Wendell is my love, my husband, my boyfriend and passkey. Yes, I finally found honest erotic love in my life sentence !