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wiggled her rump. It was too sweet a target. Ace gave her a sharp smack on one cheek.
    "Ow!"
    "I'll give you 'ow'!" He spanked her several more times, leaving big pink handprints to fade only slightly before the next print was set down.
    "Ow! Ouch!" Crying out though she was, Gabby also pressed back toward him. "Inside, Ace! Please!"
    She was so gorgeous there, her rump getting red, the perfect roundness of her breasts suspended from her chest over the bed. He could see her wet center and it called to him. His cock was so hard it felt like titanium as he slid its head through her slippery folds.
    A few more spanks and she was moaning softly, finally lowering her face to the bed and sobbing out her encouragement into the mattress.
    Ace was tired of teasing. With a firm twitch of his hips, he buried himself deep in his wife. It was heaven --wa rm, wet, gripping him securely. His balls tighten ed . The rhythm he set up made Gabby pant and wriggle. He gave her a few more hard swats, her bottom now a bright shade of rose. He loved that she enjoyed the erotic spankings because he loved giving them. Her ass was perfect under his hand.
    Gripping her by her hips, he drove into her, deep and hard. She cried out softly with each thrust, pressing back to force him even deeper.
    "You are a siren, li'l girl," he told her, his breath harsh as his excitement rose.
    Turning her head, she responded. "Oh, God, Ace, it feels so good. More. More."
    "Maybe I should take you over my knee, since you're bein' so demandin'."
    "No!" She squeaked as he brought his palm down on her behind twice more. "Yes!"
    "Which is it?" Again, he smacked her rear. He could feel her body begin to contract around him and spanked her harder. "Yes, or no, Gabby?"
    The sounds she made were incoherent , but he could tell by the tightening of her pussy that she was going to release and he made her bottom good and red. The sensation of her orgasm nearly pushed him over the edge. Squeezing, milking, sucking him in, coaxing him to spill, but that was not what they agreed to. He wanted her hot mouth on him.
    When she began to relax, he withdrew and moved beside her, lying on his back. His cock protested the cool air, and he ached to come, but he knew it would be that much sweeter if he waited for her mouth. He didn't have to wait long.
    Gabby knew him so well. She hummed as she licked her taste off his throbbing erection like a dripping ice cream cone. Ace wound his fingers in her hair, tangling them in the silky thick mass. "Take it."
    Her answer was to slide him into her mouth, deep, deeper, until the head of his cock pressed on the back of her throat. His Gabby never gagged. God but he loved this woman. Tonguing him as she pistoned him in and out of her mouth, she increased the pace according to his hands in her hair. He guided her rhythm and it drove him toward the abyss. Her fingers found his balls and squeezed gently. A moan escaped him and he pressed his hips up, driving himself deeper in her mouth.
    Gabby moved faster on him, and the crest overcame him suddenly, pulling him down into a whirlpool where a riptide tore him apart and the current put him back together again. He filled her mouth with semen, pulsing strongly for a time before he relaxed his hips down on the bed.
    Slowly, she pulled away from him, swallowing and licking her lips. Her sweet scent combined with sweat and sex enticed his senses as she lay beside him, her head on his shoulder.
    "I showed you," he said, teasing her about the spanking.
    "I am duly chastened ."
    "Don't you forget it, li'l girl."
    She yawned and snuggled deeper. "No, sir."
    "That's my good girl."

 
     
    Chapter 5
     
     
     
    Jackie turtled herself for the next two weeks, not daring to get on anyone's bad side again if it could be helped. She arrived on time for work every day, even though the early alarm clock buzzing always managed to wake her right in the middle of a good dream. Sometimes, she dreamed of Pete Kaminsky. She imagined