
So Gary was into slapping. Firm but nicely. And he liked when I slapped him back, which I actually liked it too. I would slap him on the arm, on the leg, on his ass and definitely his hard cock. “Slap it, bitch” he would say. It wasn’t hard enough to cause a bruise (ok, maybe 1), but the sting of the strike and the disbelief of what just happened, was a turn on. It was an adrenaline rush. I wanted him to slap again. That was wild. But couldn’t do that forever...