.. sorry, have to go,” Cathy stammered as she turned and ran home, the cake still in her hands.When her phone rang, half an hour later, Cathy knew i... would be Tom.“Cathy, can you come round? There are things I need to tell you about Sandra and me,” Tom said nervously. “I will quite understand if you say no.”Ten minutes later, Cathy knocked on the front door. She was greeted by an embarrassed-looking Tom. “Come in, Cathy,” he mumbled and led the way into the lounge. The television was off now,. Ted had set up the video camera again and turned it on without Reina even noticing. He began to instruct her. He knew the fruit shake was taking effect. "Take your skirt and move it with you as you move. Good. Use your hands to swirl it up and down. Now stretch your arms up. Good, keep them up and sway to the music." Ted kept taking pictures as he gave his commands. "Now bring one arm down slowly as if you were caressing yourself."Reina followed his orders and kept moving to the music. She was. . ohhhh!... ahhhhh!!" Linda screamed into the phone. By the time it was over she was panting and gasping. "Th-thank you, Master. I think that will hold me until later."Richie smirked. "It better. Don't want to be punished, do you?"Linda moaned again. "Master... you'll make me horny again... uhhn..."Richie laughed. He had made her associate punishment with pleasure before he had left her the day before. Not that he intended to be harsh with her, or to actually hurt her. But he found the idea. We kissed, he buried his face in my tits, we kissed more and I lifted up my bottom saying "You thrust" as I sat up, keyed on his face. I knew it would not be long before my virgin boy would be filling me with hot seed. I wish I had a camera to capture the sweet look about him as he began to moan and pump rapidly, In a flash, with our eyes locked he bucked up and held deep, impaling me. Our mouths were wide open, mine from the surprise of his hard impaling thrust and I had a modest orgasm.