“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”After about five minutes or so, Pauline Manson paused to inspect her handiwork....Her own hand was warm, and she could feel through the material of my knickers that my bottom was warm to the touch too. My thighs also showed the signs of having being slapped. My pale skin was a deep pink in places where Miss Manson’s right hand had connected with them. I had shown hardly any reaction to the prolonged and intense spanking, and if I showed any reaction,. To top it all Alex asked her to send him pictures and she agreed without a moment’s hesitation, then put it off till tomorrow evening because: “the flash memory with the pictures is buried somewhere”. Belinda took a day off and set about turning the lie into truth. Early in the morning she went to the nearest mall and bought herself a bathing suit. She came back and put the suit on; and felt strange – she had never worn a bathing suit. After putting her professional Nikon on self shutter, she. ..sucking while her head was being forced to please me. I moaned and held on unable or maybe unwilling to do anything about this."Eat her until I tell you to stop," I heard Raven's voice in the distance as my pussy enjoyed the perverse attention from the young girl's tongue.I watched Raven come around and before sitting down on the couch in front of me she slid her panties down and off. She sat down opening her legs close enough for me to reach her with my face. Once again her pussy was in. He was happy I had called. He had investigated the incident from the night before. He asked I was happy with the outcome or if I thought we should deny the application for membership. He said the gentleman in question had been educated by the staff as to how wonderful Miz Sally really was and how much every one of them worshiped her. He apparently realized the error of his ways and was sincerely contrite about his actions. I asked if there were such a thing as a probationary or trial.