Despite my urgency I didn’t bang open the door, but pushed it slowly, and as it opened I saw the back of a man who appeared to be just cleaning up....His shirt tail was out and his pants were partly down. But as I looked at the reflection in the mirror I saw something else altogether. His striped sports shirt was unbuttoned all the way, revealing a bare chest, not super-athletic but nicely muscled. And OMG…he had a camera in his right hand, pointed at his reflection, while with the left hand he. I could feel the damp warmth of her arousal through her pants, and it beckoned me to unzip the front and to slide my left hand inside, finding that she did wear something beneath, but not too much – a silky thong, which allowed my hand to easily find the bare flesh of her shaved pussy, and to slide my fingers in between her damp labia.I continued to suck on her left breast as I began to massage her down below, every so often picking my head up from the action to look out the windows to ensure. The brunette had stopped reacting to the individual cane strokes and had just been moaning and swaying the whole time, but she jumped a little at the hand on her cunt. She pushed back now, harder and harder and the moaning became louder. The blond stood back and her friend cried out “Please make me come!!” The blond smiled and raised her arm. At the top of the stroke she stopped and said “You are bleeding from your arse you little bitch” As she struck down with the cane the brunette was. Once everything was at a point I could take the time, I fixed her a drink and took it into the bathroom.I knelt beside the tub and she took the glass from me. I picked up the cloth and soap and began to wash her back. She sighed and sipped the icy drink. We talked about her day and I toyed with her body as I washed. I slipped the soapy cloth down under the water to her crotch. The texture of the terrycloth was a mild stimulation for her tender flesh. We kissed. I loosed the cloth and used my.