She picked up her glass and so did I. ‘Success to crime,’ I said. She looked at me with a mildly quizzical expression and then, suddenly, she look...d at her glass, or rather the hand that was holding the glass. She gave a little shriek and dropped the glass, which by some miracle did not break and did not tip over. It rocked a little, sloshing a good portion of its contents onto the glass top and then was still. Amy just sat there staring at her hand. She held up the other one and stared at it. . Moving back to the left one, she places a hot, open-mouthed kiss on it and finally wiggles her finger inside him for the first time.His back arches sharply as she licks him gently. Her finger continues that slow wiggle as she licks a path up to the head of his cock. "My love, how will you ever last once I find your prostate?" She feels him clench around her finger, which makes her smile. His hard cock is practically bouncing, and her tongue slides over the head to taste him."I just-" he starts.. She was unable to stop. I pushed her on the floor and slapped her across the face.‘ It's clear that you still need some more training slut. You don't want to go back to the bed do you?’‘ No, please, anything but that master’ she pleaded.‘Then you must learn to obey my commands the second I give them to you!’‘ Yes master, I'll be better I promise.’‘ Touch yourself’ I ordered.she moved her hand to her pussy and started playing with it. I gazed deep into her eyes, I could tell that she was finally. ” She allowed the comment to hang in the air and saw the enquiring look in my face before continuing, “Feel your pussy. It’s wet as your sex juice soaked your hair mound whilst I caned you. Some women even pee as I cane them, but I know the difference and your pussy mound was definitely glistening with your nectar. Go on, check it out,” she said sharply looking down in the direction of my vagina.I loved her, ‘Do as I say,’ tone of voice and thought I would cum if I felt myself. However, I had.