In the garage I found a scooter that Jon bought for me to get around when he’s not there. The basement is our Spanish Punishment room. Jon has had o...ly two pain / pleasure machines installed so far, more about them later.The first job when we got there was to go back towards Marbella to a giant supermarket to get some food and drink. Jon picked my shortest skirt (8 inches) and shortest crop top for me to wear. The bottom of my little breasts show below my top, and if I do anything other than. She was just pressing me harder on my head with every lick. I was having fun with the clitoris and trying to put my finger in her but as she was a virgin with no activities by which her hymen could have broken it was tight enough to have my full finger. In up and down manner I was moving my finger and was on with her clitoris.I was doing this vigorously and I don’t know how nail biting she had done by then on my back. She said after a long time “let me go to toilet baby.” I nodded my head not. “Look, I am sorry, I was deep in thought” I said. Katya looked into my deep blue eyes and slowly smiled, “deep thought, my ass” she said. “Okay see you Monday, the dance is next week remembering!” She stood walked off the bus, swaying her ass knowing damn well I was watching. Swimmer, gymnast, cheerleader, track star, what guy would not love Katya?“Hi honey,” mom said when I walked in the house. “How was school?’ she asked. “Yea, fine” I went on, “I am so stupid, I never know the right. Never mind her room, which she kept open for the most part. The most contact I'd ever had with her underwear was nudging them out of the way with my foot. Yeah, I occasionally looked a little longer at the lacier or more risqué ones and I'd be a liar if I didn't admit I checked her cup size as it grew over the years, but I'd never actually done stuff like masturbate with them or sniff them.There's a first time for everything. I shucked off my pants and boxers and began stroking my rock hard.