They rode in silence back to her house. Kate packed a small suitcase, seething inwardly the entire time. To her chagrin, she realized a small part of her actually was glad that Peter had taken her in hand. Her ass cheeks still reverberated from his hand, bringing with it the memory of her almost naked body stretched over his hard thighs. She fought back the disbelief of how the stinging slaps had vibrated through her p***y,
tingling with erotic pleasure, making her want more. The power Peter wielded over her without his even trying was at once frightening and exciting. Closing her suitcase and pushing the latch into place, Kate made a firm decision not to let Peter know the effect he had on her. He already had her intrigued enough. She went out the front door and locked it. Peter had re-h
