And that's how I came to be here now; the feel of silk and satin caressingmy body, the stockings encasing my legs, the taste of lipstick and makeup,th... smell of my perfume exciting me. It comforts me and makes me feelfeminine and downright slutty. I can feel the hem of my skirt caressingmy thighs and then a hand slides under the hem and strokes my stockingtops. My cock strains against my satin panties and I slaver at theerection in my mouth.I lift my lips from the turgid member and look at. Mark was the only one who couldn’t see what the rest were doing. Kat certainly looked at Christine and I before her eyes lost focus as she soared to another orgasm. Her rocking cunt obviously did good things to Mark. As she came he grunted into a hard thrusting fuck as he pumped his load into her. Christine ground her grasping snatch over the base of my cock. She rocked herself over my shaft and I erupted inside her. No one moved for some time. When we broke apart dripping cum was everywhere,. I screamed. I wasn’t ready for that and it was more than I bargained for. The feeling in the pit of my stomach was the one I often felt when I suspected I was about to throw up, only I knew that that wasn’t coming this time around. She just held it there and let me attempt to adjust.“Aw, why’d you do that?” she asked me. I had no idea what she was talking about until I felt her hand on my cock. I lifted my head up, and my raging erection had gone away. She stroked it a few times, but got no. Frank shrugged to indicate that it wasn't all that important. "I can just use my hand, of course," he told them. "That can be quite effective, too." Yes, I'm sure it can!" Donna rather breathlessly agreed. It was clear that she was quite intrigued to be talking to a man who had experience in disciplining the opposite sex."However, I do think there should be some sort of ceremony," Frank explained. "Otherwise, the atmosphere would be too much like a birthday party spanking, and the girl wouldn't.