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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part Two
By Eleanor Powell | February 6, 2010
The Story So Far ……
Merrilee had seen something on the computer and was so excited about it, she screamed for Pete to come and see it. He came running into the room, scared because he thought she had hurt herself.
He threatens her with a spanking for giving him such a fright and tells her to remind him later.
But they both forget about his threat, as they become sexually aroused and end up in the bedroom for a bit of slap and tickle.
After tea, Pete says he has something for her; she follows him into the lounge wondering what he has for her.
When he reminds her that he owes her a spanking, she backs away from him. He threatens her with more than a spanking if he has to chase after her. What can he mean?
Now Read On ……
Of course Merrilee being Merrilee did carry on backing away from him. And Pete being Pete did chase after her.
‘Right my sweet,’ he said, ‘I’m going to give you a spanking, then, I’m going to cane you.’
She gasped. He knew she didn’t like the cane.
Catching hold of her left wrist, he pulled her over his knee. Holding her down firmly with his left hand in the small of her back – he raised his right arm and brought his big hard hand down on her right cheek – quickly followed by a slap to her left cheek.
‘Owwww!’ she screamed. ‘Let me go.’
‘No way my sweet, I’ve only just started.’
‘You lousy rotten sod,’ and she wriggled over his knee.
‘I know, you’ve called me that regular enough, but you know very well, I add on extra spanks for your cheek or cheeks,’ he grinned.
Hooking his fingers into the waistband of her knickers, he pulled them down to mid thigh.
Lifting his right arm – his large hand made contact with her right bottom cheek, and then raising his arm again, her left cheek was the target.
Her bottom was getting redder and redder every time his hand made contact and Merrilee increased her squirming about over his knee.
‘Are you enjoying yourself?’ she asked sarcastically.
‘Thank you for asking,’ he said. As a matter of fact I am.’ He landed another half dozen well aimed spanks on her quivering upturned bottom.
‘And are you enjoying it my sweet?’ he asked.
‘Piss off,’ she responded. ‘Owwwww! That bloody hurt.’
‘It was meant to. Tut tut, your language young lady is getting worse. I think now will be a good time to cane you.’
Will he carry out his threat?
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