”She continued, and her upper body convulsed a bit “Not yet” I reminded her“Uh-O-K!” she got out, but it came out as a shriek. “N-Now?”...��NO.”Within less than a minute, Clara was clearly torturing herself, even her nose was running. “Suh-Si-Sir…”“OK” I replied, “DO IT”Clara worked the humming little device to the right, threw her head back, and absolutely screamed, as she had a convulsing shaking & quaking orgasm. Truth was I enjoyed it too, and dumped my second load inside her, as she. Tracey, you look great. You’re so damn hot,” I blurted. She turned at looked me in the eye with a slight, knowing smile on her face. “Thanks,” she said softly. I backed out of the driveway and we headed off. I couldn’t help but stare at her legs. She had crossed her right leg over onto her left and the view was distracting. She knows I love her legs and that’s why she wore those sandals. The only thing sexier than that strap that wraps up to her calf is when she undoes it and lets the strap. It seems like such a cliche: getting in a car accident and finding yourself hovering over your body on an operating table; but that's more or less how it started.Sort of. The scene in the operating room wasn't when the out-of-body experience started. There was that moment of panic when you were driving to work and you felt something trying to invade your consciousness. It was that feeling of a dark, heavy presence pushing your consciousness down into a deep recess of your soul that made you. He let go of me, giving me a moment to adjust to the wonderful invasion. Sir stood and walked towards the bed. I kept my head down, waiting excitedly for what was going to come next. I heard his soft footsteps come back towards me, then a hard, loud crack rippled off my ass as he smacked me with the crop. I yelped behind the gag and straightened my posture, palms on the floor, back straight, chin up facing forward. The movement made my clamped nipples ache. I held myself as still as possible,.