“I can feel him licking my puss.... mmmm, licking my pussy,” Jo said.John leant over to turn on the light but it didn’t work. He could see that ...he clock wasn’t working either.‘Damn,’ he thought. ‘Of all times to have a power cut,’He felt his hand being squeezed and turned to see Jo arching her back and moaning into her pillow.Removing his boxers, John knelt on the bed next to Jo and watched her body react to the sexual attention it was receiving from her ghostly lover. Stroking his already. ”“Oh, there is no asking.” she retorted, waving the very idea away, “There is only compliance.” and signed the form.“I got you.” I assured her, “Your wish is my command.” and mocked a bow, elated that a new T.V. was about to get installed. Secretly, I would have promised anything to get it.“I will instruct you through my commanding officer.” she explained, “Any waver from my orders will end any or all of your privileges.”That brought up a question I was dying to ask. “Did you by chance have. I knew I should look in it. Tara had gotten up to do something so I picked it up. I opened it and started thumbing through.She returned, saw the binder and said, "Looks like you'll be busy." I guess. Look at this thing."Tara said, "Glad it's not me. Call me if you need something." Okay," as I went back to reading the binder. The front page was a financial prepared by a CPA firm. Each line had footnotes tied to schedules and supporting tables. I followed one note to a table with Bonds Owned:. Another whack and the sensation of her clit rubbing the wood of the pole was starting to make her wet. “2. Thank you sir. May I have another?” she spoke. After swats you could see nice red and purple boot prints forming on her ass. He put a big finger in her pussy as the juices began to drip down his hand. “Your pretty wet young lady. Did you learn your lesson?” “Yes Master.” She quickly answered him. “Well now, what are we going to do about your wet cunt then young lady?” he asked. She.