"Yes," he said and pressed a finger to her darker entrance."Ow," she said."Quiet," he said, "Or you'll get a whipping. I see you met the whip already?... Yes, Master," Samantha was immediately all obedience and servility, "And I never want to have that again."She was appalled as he replied, "Oh, you'll get used to it."After pushing his finger into her vagina a little way, and finding that as dry as her arse hole, he ordered her to fetch the oil from the bathroom."What for?" she asked without. I'm holding back because I enjoy your ass so much, I don't want it to end. But this time I slip my cock in your ass, and grab your hips. and slap slap slap, the sounds of our bodies slapping together as I fuck your ass passionately. your finger rubbing your clit, I feel your orgasm. Your body convulsing, and I thrust harder and faster, and explode into your ass.I hold still, my breath hot and halting. my cock spurting and pulsing. Your ass squeezing my cock, and soon your ass pushes my deflated. I looked up at her as she straddled me, her face was hungry for the act. I'm sure mine looked the same way. I reached down and lifted her sweater over her head, revealing her industrial granny bra. I smirked as I reached around, burying my face in her tits as I struggled to unfasten the nine or ten hooks that kept it strapped to her chest. Her breasts smelt like baby powder, somehow appropriate I thought as I kissed each one lightly.Mrs. Jordon giggled as I struggled to unfasten her restraint.. He set the overnight bag carefully draping it over the toilet. Heunzipped just the side of the bag. Jordan spotted the panties that hehad removed during his first bathroom trip and picked them up. Hestuffed them into the unzipped side of the bag.Jordan made his way over to the sink which had a mirror over it. He setthe purse in the sink and looked up into the mirror. He again stared inawe at the reflection that looked back at him. He still couldn't getover his feminine look. He only stared for.