I increase the slapping pressure. I know she loves this, because she's a little pain slut. I stop and see her pussy area is quite red. I stand in fron... and remove both her clamps at the same time. "OH!" "Thank you sir!" I then sink my fingers into her wet cunt and tease her. While rubbing and pinching her nipples. I clamp my mouth on one nipple, nibbling.I slap her pussy a bit and finger her. I then take a very large, very sharp knife from the sheath on my belt, out. And hold it in front of. The supervisor was a prim and proper female with a restrictive girdle and old-fashioned nylons and garters attached like some parody of feminine charm. The mostly frowning middle-aged woman was frustrated in finding a male companion to tend to her itchy pussy and she had resorted to employing the use of a battery-operated device that she called “Bob” with a sense of dirty humor and mischievous disregard for appropriate behavior.It did not escape her notice that the quivering ass cheeks under. They wandered around for an hour, climbing up narrow, winding stairs onto the parapet, peering into strange, dimly-lit rooms with large, open fire-places, walking along stone corridors with a musty smell. ‘Built by Edward the First in 1263,’ Michael informed her. ‘Look at those slits….just big enough for the longbow. Must have been easy to defend.’ ‘Um…yes.’ Jane shivered slightly. Often, when she wandered around old houses and castles she could evoke the atmosphere of the place, she could. As she likes to dominate a little (she told me later),she ripped my t shirt of my chest and I did the same a second later laying my eyes on those huge melons wrapped up in a tight bra just waiting to go free.I hugged her tight standing up and I could feel the warmth of those milk-jugs against my bare chest. My hand slided down to her back and in a snap I opened the hooks of her bra letting those huge melons breathe, as soon as the bra went off I went into crazy mode trying to cupp those breasts.