"Clarissa, I don't know. I don't really have any special sensation at all. Just still the same frustration of not getting that orgasm that I'm craving...right now and have for the last couple of weeks." I think we better take a break babe. I'm gonna get a wash cloth and clean you up and some ice so that I can lock you back up. I'll untie you after that. You can relax in the hot tub. I have a feeling that you have some pretty sore muscles from the tension I put you through. I'll fix us something. Master did not command it. I handed my pantiesto the driver, as if it was a hundred dollar tip."Come back later, and I'll give you a tip, WHORE!", the driver sneered.I slowly lowered my dress, and turned. I had not noticed that severalservants were watching my performance. I blushed. I felt cunt juicestream down my legs. I turned and slowly followed my Master. I neededto experience all the shame.Master was standing, waiting for me. He held out his hand, like agentleman. I took it as a lady.. I lay back against his chest and lifted my mouth around to his. One hot quick kiss and he pushed me forward until elbows were leaning on our little table. He began pushing my hips back and forth in a smooth rhythm in time to the music. Feeling that cock moving and rubbing back and forth inside me, I ground my drenched pussy harder onto his lap. The hubs was leaned back, turned toward us with his hand locked around his very swollen cock. I could see his wet pulsing head as it pushed up and down. It takes a little while to set up and Paul was pushing it fine but he decided to give it a go. She laid down on his couch and got herself comfortable. All the while he had her close her eyes and be as comfortable as possible. The sight of her lying there was intoxicating and he did get lost for a moment looking at her tanned and long legs, especially as her grey skirt rode up almost showing off her fantastic arse.Her skin was flawless, browned and her legs shapely and athletic – her swimming.