He looks at it. She can't hide it. "Your cunt is wet, my Love. You should be ashamed." And the stroking starts. Coaxing the clit to swell, then avoidi...g it. She knows from long experience with his spankings that there is always warning before being spanked. One hand holds her, the other pleasures her. Always it is the hand that pleasures that also punishes. There can not be punishment unless that hand leaves her sex...He lifts his hand. She tenses slightly, knowing that she will be punished. I couldn't help my self and rushed over to start licking them. I knew that they were all horny,they started getting boners as soon as I started talking to them. Like you are now!" I looked down as I was driving and saw my cock pressing against my jeans. J took her hand and started massaging my cock over my pants, continuing her tale. "I was horny as fuck, being surrounded by all those hunks with hard cocks. I wanted to suck them all off. I felt the guy I was on get harder as I was licking his. “Didn’t you hear me?” She shouted. “Yeah , I heard you, Mrs. Madison, but why don’t you open up anyway?” The voice behind the door asked. Holly stopped. It wasn’t Jeff. She recognized the voice. It was her son’s best friend, Jake Allen. "Mrs. Madison is Jeff here?” “No he’s not. He is on a date with his girlfriend.” Holly replied. “I let him borrow computer software and told him I would come get it today.” Jake replied. “Ok come on in. Don’t let the cold air out.” Holly replied. “Since your. Miss Sutton leans forward and kisses the top of Linda's head, then applies her tongue to the girl's ear. Linda sighs softly - from frustration? from desire? the two men cannot tell. But almost involuntarily, it seems, her hands reach for the hem of her skirt. She lifts herself in the chair and pushes the skirt back underneath her, exposing white knickers which she then slides down below her knees.Miss Sutton: Yes, Linda, that's fine. Just relax. Take your time and enjoy.Linda widens her legs..