“Count them!” she commands, and I obey.I don’t know how many swats she intends, but when I cry out, “Forty-four,” she stops. I can hear her...laughing softly. It is her inside joke. She knows that I am forty-four years old. I don’t know her age, but she is at least ten years younger than me.A tawse comes next. Mistress K doesn’t ask me to count, which is good because I don’t know if I could as she rapidly beats one cheek and then the other. The tawse moves down onto my thighs and my yelps. Mounting me on the bed he toyed again with the dildo dancing across my breasts and nipples then lowered his head between my legs. Licking the wetness from my thighs he circled his tongue up to my vagina. He started licking my wet vagina slowly opening her to his tongue as the dildo massaged my right nipple. I was slowly reaching my peak when he drew the dildo down and touched the head of the vibrating dildo to my clit; I had an instant orgasm that rocked the bed. I came so hard that juices. She pulled the tails out of her pants and slid her arms out of the sleeves. She placed it on the bench, then undid the top of her pants.“Excuse me, please. I don’t even know your name.”“It’s Marilyn, sir. Marilyn O’Malley.”“Marilyn, I’m Wilson, Wilson Henderson.”“Yes, Mr. Henderson. I’ve seen you on TV. They interviewed you after one of your trials.” She lowered and stepped out of her slacks.“Marilyn, do I understand correctly that you’re going to model that gown for me? Shouldn’t I be turning. But that 1 foot jap wasnt going to be bridged. He tried jumping up and down, but that didnt help He asked me to squat down, but my legs where felling funny after the flight So what we did was played a game of slaps but instead of holding out your hands and slapping each other wr played with his pemis and my mouth Then as i slapped his chops hard l, this white stuff came out his penis and he said in horror dont worry its only youghurt, you should store it inside your vagaina to make frozen.