”He chuckled and cupped both breasts in his palms, his weight on his elbows. “Poor baby,” he said. “I’m just getting started, and once Jack ...omes home we’ll be sure to take good care off all your needs.”He circled his tongue around her earlobe, his voice to a husky whisper. “And I do mean all of them.”The next second he moved down, taking nips of her satiny skin and flat belly, wedging his shoulders between her strong thighs. “Open up, sweetheart,” he said. “And get ready, 'cause daddy’s. My ex gf was a hair dresser. on night she was dressed super hot and we stopped in at a party hosted by a fellow gay hair dresser. THe guys all had those Italian looking shoes with super long toe area. Everyone was dressed really nice except me. In the living room there was a very nice custom bar set up. I could tell it was made years ago and had traveded from house to house. We brought a botton of vodka for the party. Stopped at the bar to say hello and get a couple drinks.There were quite a. She then slowly lifted off me until just the tip of my cock was in her, then she plunged down, impaling herself on my dick. I gasped with pleasure. She rocked her hips, wiggling me inside her and my pleasure increased. Slowly she started to move, building a steady rhythm. We both gave little sighs and moans with almost every stroke. She was so wet I could feel her juices running over my balls. Slowly, remorselessly she drove me towards orgasm with every stroke. As I neared the point of no. He started spanking me with his hand. First soft then hard then very hard. All over my ass and the backs and insides of my thighs. Even on my pussy which was as bare as everything else. Then he got what I think was a paddle. He used at least 2 other items to spank me with, but what I saw afterward on the dresser was a paddle and a hairbrush. The hairbrush had ridges along the edges and I think that's what gave me the long thin welts I'm sitting on as I type this. Perfectly done I think – enough.