” "Well we have just the thing for that,” Michael smiled pulling the spanking bench fully from against the wall and out into the room. Now the ni...ty thing about this bench is I can lower it like this so you can get into position. Climb on... that’s it knees on the pads. Now bend forward and rest your head and chest on the front rest. Now we will use the crank to spread the knee pads apart so you’re on full display. Finally I’ll use these nylons as soft restraints to help keep you in position.. Lastly, that coach-house near a big town, that limousine waiting, ready charged with petrol, showed that the villain, when he intended to visit his retreat, took the precaution of stopping at Le Mans, in order to go from there, in his limousine, to Langernault's deserted estate.He would therefore reach his lair at ten o'clock that morning. And he would arrive there with Florence Levasseur dead asleep!The question forced itself upon him, the terrible persistent question—what did he mean to do. He backs me up against the wall knowing that I’ll fall soon without the support. His hands slide up from my waist to cup my breasts, he growls as his thumbs run over my already hard nipples. Those growls will be the death of me. One of my hands, I tangle in his hair while the other I let wander over him. His lips are still busy with my neck, and he bites down hard, almost breaking the skin as I rake my nails down his chest. Both of us let out a moan, and I feel him shiver against me. The steam. Now." She stood up from the couch and took off her shirt and bra, revealing a nice pair of perky tits with erect nipples. Then she undid her shorts and pulled them off with her pink laced panties, leaving just her sneakers on. Again, she straddled me, hovering her pussy over my cock, then slowly slid down on it. She was tight. Tight and soaking wet. "Holy shit..." I moaned. Deeper and deeper I felt myself go into her, until she had managed to devour my cock with her pussy right to the base,.