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"How... how are you going to do that?" the woman asked?
"I'm gonna spank ya, that's how. A good spanking oughta teach you to treat your men right!"
Henry then bent the lady over his knee and spanked her hard three times, his spanks ringing out hard and shrill, almost as hard and shrill as her screams of pleasure. When Henry gently laid her back down on the bed on her back, he saw that she was soaking wet between her legs.
He decided that he wanted her again, so her began to ease his cock back into her. She clearly wanted his too, as she was eagerly grabbing his buttocks and coaxing him to push his cock in harder, faster than he was doing, as he was being very gentle with her.
Once he was done, he cuddle with the woman and she stroked his hair.
"I'd best be leavin' soon," said the lady, "I can't stay for much longer than an hour with you at most."
"I wish I had a woman that could stay for longer. I can never get enough in just an hour."
"What you need is a mail order bride," said the lady, "They ain't cheap, but you only gotta pay for 'em once, and the stay with you for life."
"That's a good idea," said Henry, spreading her thighs open again for another round, "I think I just might do that tomorrow."
He then eased his cock back into her, trying to make as much of the short time together as he could. He could take a woman three or perhaps four times in an hour, but it was never enough.
Henry had called the service a while back and was now waiting for his mail order bride to finally arrive. It had taken weeks of saving up to be able to afford her, so Henry had a lot of sexual frustration pent up inside his cock that he was just aching to release. He was extremely happy about the fact that this mail order bride was going to be available all night long, and he was looking forward to finally fuck to his heart's content.
He had wanted to make a good impression on his bride when she arrived, so he had put on his best shirt and jacket as well as his favorite hat. He then sat outside on his front porch, waiting for his blushing bride's. He had arranged for her to travel by horse drawn coach to his house from the train station, so he stood up in anticipation when he heard the sound of horse hooves on the dirt road.
The coach stopped in front of his house, and out stepped what he realized was his new bride.
She was tiny, more than a head shorter than him, and slender to boot. Her attire was entirely inappropriate, Henry noted with a frown. After all, she wasn't a whore was she? She was his wife. It wasn't appropriate for the wife of a real man like Henry to wear a dress that revealed so much. He was a good, Christian man after all.
The girl approached him, and Henry took off his hat as she did so. "Pleased to meet you, miss," he said politely, "I'm Henry."
"I'm guessin' you're my husband now?" she said with a raised eyebrow, "I didn't know you'd be so old!"
Henry was shocked. This was no way for a woman to speak to her husband.
"Miss," said Henry, his anger cracking his polite tone somewhat, "You are to be my wife, and I demand your respect."
The girl smirked at him and said, "You gonna get my luggage or what?"
Henry picked up her suitcases and followed her into his house.
"My, my!" she said, clicking her tongue in disapproval as she strolled around his living room, "You really don't know much about decoratin', do you?"
"You're a city girl, are you?" said Henry, his disapproval mounting by the second, "Well here in the country women treat their men with respect. If you do not respect me, I will have to discipline you."
Chapter 3
The Untouched
"Oh?" said the girl, "You're talkin’ about respect and you haven't even asked me my name yet!"
Henry was red faced with anger now.
"It's Ruth by the way," said the girl.
"To the bedroom with you," said Henry, "You're an insolent little girl and I will
"How... how are you going to do that?" the woman asked?
"I'm gonna spank ya, that's how. A good spanking oughta teach you to treat your men right!"
Henry then bent the lady over his knee and spanked her hard three times, his spanks ringing out hard and shrill, almost as hard and shrill as her screams of pleasure. When Henry gently laid her back down on the bed on her back, he saw that she was soaking wet between her legs.
He decided that he wanted her again, so her began to ease his cock back into her. She clearly wanted his too, as she was eagerly grabbing his buttocks and coaxing him to push his cock in harder, faster than he was doing, as he was being very gentle with her.
Once he was done, he cuddle with the woman and she stroked his hair.
"I'd best be leavin' soon," said the lady, "I can't stay for much longer than an hour with you at most."
"I wish I had a woman that could stay for longer. I can never get enough in just an hour."
"What you need is a mail order bride," said the lady, "They ain't cheap, but you only gotta pay for 'em once, and the stay with you for life."
"That's a good idea," said Henry, spreading her thighs open again for another round, "I think I just might do that tomorrow."
He then eased his cock back into her, trying to make as much of the short time together as he could. He could take a woman three or perhaps four times in an hour, but it was never enough.
Henry had called the service a while back and was now waiting for his mail order bride to finally arrive. It had taken weeks of saving up to be able to afford her, so Henry had a lot of sexual frustration pent up inside his cock that he was just aching to release. He was extremely happy about the fact that this mail order bride was going to be available all night long, and he was looking forward to finally fuck to his heart's content.
He had wanted to make a good impression on his bride when she arrived, so he had put on his best shirt and jacket as well as his favorite hat. He then sat outside on his front porch, waiting for his blushing bride's. He had arranged for her to travel by horse drawn coach to his house from the train station, so he stood up in anticipation when he heard the sound of horse hooves on the dirt road.
The coach stopped in front of his house, and out stepped what he realized was his new bride.
She was tiny, more than a head shorter than him, and slender to boot. Her attire was entirely inappropriate, Henry noted with a frown. After all, she wasn't a whore was she? She was his wife. It wasn't appropriate for the wife of a real man like Henry to wear a dress that revealed so much. He was a good, Christian man after all.
The girl approached him, and Henry took off his hat as she did so. "Pleased to meet you, miss," he said politely, "I'm Henry."
"I'm guessin' you're my husband now?" she said with a raised eyebrow, "I didn't know you'd be so old!"
Henry was shocked. This was no way for a woman to speak to her husband.
"Miss," said Henry, his anger cracking his polite tone somewhat, "You are to be my wife, and I demand your respect."
The girl smirked at him and said, "You gonna get my luggage or what?"
Henry picked up her suitcases and followed her into his house.
"My, my!" she said, clicking her tongue in disapproval as she strolled around his living room, "You really don't know much about decoratin', do you?"
"You're a city girl, are you?" said Henry, his disapproval mounting by the second, "Well here in the country women treat their men with respect. If you do not respect me, I will have to discipline you."
Chapter 3
The Untouched
"Oh?" said the girl, "You're talkin’ about respect and you haven't even asked me my name yet!"
Henry was red faced with anger now.
"It's Ruth by the way," said the girl.
"To the bedroom with you," said Henry, "You're an insolent little girl and I will
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