Taking a long handled wooden bath brush from her closet, she turned to look at Bernard. He held his position, eyes shut, fully erect. The six hard swa...s she gave him on each buttock brought moans from his mouth and, to her pleasant surprise, hardened his erection. He held his position. Putting the brush aside, she tied a blindfold over his eyes. Running her hand from his nipples to his cock, she rolled him onto his back. She kissed him fully on the mouth, working her tongue freely as she. I’m feeling how hard it is. My dick starts contracting again from pleasure. It is so hard not to move my lower hand underneath her nightdress to feel her panty-less pussy, to rub her clit. It is so hard to resist! I’m pushing my dick, slowly, barely noticeably a little further against her soft pussy. I’m feeling her firm belly against my lower hand. I’m resisting to caress it. I’m ever so subtly brushing my wrist against her exposed nipple. Again and again. It feels like she’s rocking her. It slid to the kitchen floor, leaving Helen in her sheer stockings, red lace panties, and bustier, along with her red stiletto heels.“Doctor Ferguson, whatever could you be thinking?” she asked demurely. The buxom woman could already feel her pussy juicing up.Doctor Ferguson smiled and pulled a straight-backed kitchen chair out and turned it slightly. He stepped back and unzipped his pants, then pushed them and his shorts down his legs. His stiff cock pointed at Helen. Sitting down on the. She took a deep breath and waited for the onslaught of cruelty to begin. "Why are you still here?" demanded her employer of more than two years. Keeping the urge to cringe away from him hiden, Jena replied, "I was waiting for you to come in to finish signing the papers, sir." She only added the sir because if not she would have said something inappropriate. "Oh," he stumbled through, "well you should have reminded me yesterday." I would have, if you would have been here," she remarked.