Alex shuffled forward, rubbing his hands down her ass, causing a shiver before a yelp of pleasure and pain as he spanked her. He smirked as he drew hi... hand back, spanking her again, her reaction a mixture of a moan and cry of pain. "My little slut likes that, doesn't she?" Alex leans over Ashley and whispers in her ear, his warm breath creating goosebumps over her neck. "Yes, sir." Ashley whimpers. Alex gently rubs her ass once again as he straightens his posture, taking the opportunity to. She paused, but continued talking. Her hand slid up my leg again and stopped at my thigh. I stopped her and looked at her. "Your hand is on my leg again," I said. This time she didn't take it away. "Do you want me to remove my hand?" she asked. "I, yes. No, I don't know," I answered, obviously confused and unsure of what's happening. My head was fuzzy and I wasn't thinking clearly. I was hot and my heart was racing. Cheryl slid her hand up all the way to my breasts. "You're not wearing a bra,. She wasn’t wearing panties! I couldn’t pull my eyes away from her shaven pubes with just a strip of dark hair above it and the rosy inner lips that peeked outside. Just like I had done hours before, she squatted down over the bowl and, with another grin, let go. The moment the hissing, splashing sound filled the office, I shuddered. My heartbeat sped up once again, and I quickly looked away. “Oh, that’s good!” she whispered. It took her ages to finish, but finally, the last, short bursts. All the time, we were still locked in our passionate kiss, sharing the same single breath, as my orgasm began to build. Then, from somewhere deep inside my body, a contained explosion occurred which then grew, overtaking my whole body, until, in a death-defying shudder, I felt an aching pain in my cock and balls as jet after jet of my jism erupted into the warmth of his hand in my shorts. Unable to breathe but through Deryk’s unbroken kiss, the intensity of my orgasm enveloped my whole body, my.