After a few slower strokes she went at it. Dropping it, she moved my hands off And didn't want me to touch her. Nor take off her clothes.. At least no... yet. Closing her eyes she stopped, leaning her head back, i begin to quickly pound her pussy using the bed for support. "MmmAwwhhhhmMMmmm"Trying not to moan she avoiding looking at me closing her eyes. Moving my hip in a round motion feeling her pussy she leaned against me "You're really enjoying this?? Mmm?"Grinding her pussy on me, I flipped. But, much to her surprise, he resisted. ‘You have work to do, young lady. The dishes, remember?’ he chided. ‘They’ll wait. Now, I want you.’ There was no feigned haughtiness in her voice any longer. ‘Oh, no, Miss Sheridan. Work before play. You promised, my dear.’ There was that grin again. David tugged her over to the sink, turned on the water, and squirted in green detergent, piling in dishes, glasses and silverware. Sheridan’s lust was draining fast. She felt rejected, frustrated, and just. By the time I reached the bus stop I had shrunk to a manageable size but realised I still needed a pee. I stayed on the bus for as long as I could untill I saw a public toilet.I lept off the bus and headed for the toilets, they didnt look very apealing but I was desperate and hurried in just in time to see 2 men go into one of the stalls together, I dont think they saw me as when I got to the urinal I could hear one of them saying ' mmmm thats gorgeous, let me have it" followed by a lot of. When she arrived Jenny was in her pinstripe business suit, with tight skirt. We kissed and I ran my hands down over her bottom and legs, I immediately felt her suspender belt. Jenny laughed saying she thought she would give me a treat. I told Jenny that she reminded me of a particularly strict teacher I had known who was famous for slippering the girls. Jenny knew I had a hankering after trying out being disciplined, and asked if I wanted to give it a try.We moved a chair into the centre of the.