SMACK! “One.” I sobbed, the tears openly streaming down my face. “Thank you Mistress Doris for improving my …um…my behave…my behavior.” ...hile I was reciting, Melissa had taken hold of my penis, which was still rock hard, and begun quickly stroking it up and down. I had been so concentrating on the pain in my ass, I had forgotten I even had a cock, let alone an erection. My mind was spinning, and I was wondering just how many actual strokes Doris had given me. "Wrong." SMACK! "Begin again"SMACK!. Has she walked to her home, opening the door, laying down the old pale green umbrella, Gina sat in the chair resting from tracking Demitri down, her legs laid out as she was aware of the effect he had on her womansflesh, Gina giggled as she slid her petticoats and shift, leaving her bare creamy ivory skin in view, a black triangle at her mound, her hand was sliding over her moist mound as she giggled, teasing her small clit, gingerly, flicking it back and forth, messaging it in circles, as she. ‘Then next time we can switch and you can tie me up and leave me frustrated as you play with your pussy next to me, which will make me so horny and hard.’ My pussy started to twitch with excitement at these suggestions and I could feel the moistness between my legs. We agreed to try the fantasy out a few days later but after talking dirty for the last hour we both needed some quick satisfaction before sleep. My husband’s cock was already stiff with longing and I was desperate to feel it inside. On the third date Chris took her to a very expensive restaurant. He had the band serenade her. When he walked her to the door that night he gave her a very passionate kiss good night and he was expecting it to end there. But much to his surprise and joy Ann invited him in to have a cup of coffee. Once he said yes Ann smiled and opened the door. When they got inside Ann went to make coffee and found out they were out. So Ann decided to break out the wine cause she didn't want to be away from him.