Chapter Three
So there I was, already more smitten than I had ever allowed myself to become in my entire life, just having had the best orgasm of my life, shrinking c**k happily buried in the p***y of this gorgeous, passionate, and fascinatingly affectionate woman. And then I heard what all b**m aficionados (even just fantasy ones, as I had been until that moment) was absolute clear code for: “Do you want me to spank you?” Well, my ever-honest member responded before my mouth did, springing to full attention in a few heartbeats accompanied by the facial flush. That is a response that any litigator will tell you is an autonomic reflex that can’t be faked, signifying embarrassment or arousal (or, in this case, both).
Hattie’s smile broadened into a rather predatory grin, as she rejoined, “
