She knew for certain that being occasionally sent off to work with a freshly spanked bottom still tingling beneath the skirt of her immaculate uniform...��and often nothing else because of it—kept her in a sensual daze for hours. Alone in her office she would sometimes stand behind her chair and lean over it to reach her computer keyboard, relishing the feel of her skirt as it stretched across her by now nearly always tender behind.And after another long day of having to prove, as she so often did,. I never thought of it exactly like that until now. Wow, I just went from bachelor to three wives."Mike knelt down in front of the girl and took her into his arms. "Husband," she said as she put her arms around his neck. They kissed as lovers for the first time.Mike bent and took one of her pointy young breasts into his mouth. His hand caressed the other. Darcie's head fell back. She had never experienced something quite as intense as this, even when she played with herself. Having a partner. The dainty clacking of steps finally stopped. He knew then that she’d reached the carpeted area before the confidential elevator. Waving the limo driver off, Andre shut the door and locked it. Within a few seconds he trailed behind her like a long shadow catching up with the form it was cast from. Not that Tori noticed. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts at the moment. As usual Andre didn’t say a word. He’d adopted this quiet demeanor around her. It was more of a quiet brooding manner that. ... all over my toes..............I want you to pour some wine on my feet.............then I want you to kiss all the fucking wine and fucking butter and fucking cum off my toes......you will probably be under the table by then, but I assure you, Julian, the waiter, does not care...........only that he wishes he were you........" "Do you remember the film "Last Tango in Paris" ? Of course you do...I want you to butter my ass, Rachel, please, you and Denis, butter my ass.....Denis, I love the.