”‘Crack’, ‘crack’, ‘crack’ and the tramlines were forming nicely across his bum.I examined my handiwork before stepping to one side to d...liver the next three strokes. ‘Crack’, ‘crack’, ‘crack’. This cane made a lovely noise as it swooshed through the air before striking taut bum cheeks with a loud crack.“Stand up and rub your bottom before I deliver the last six strokes.”As he stood we could see straight away that his erection had not dissipated one iota. Again, it waved around as he rubbed his. I tugged off my soaking top, brushing past my black lace plunge bra and threw it into the laundry basket. I unbuttoned my skinny jeans, zipped down the fly & tried to pull them off past my matching black lacy shorts, which slipped down a little with the friction. I struggled, but eventually the jeans came off as I fell backwards onto my bed sending my legs flying up in the air. I lifted myself off the bed, pulling my shorts back up and stroking myself briefly in the process. I rummaged through. I put my hand back into the bag and discovered some panties and a silky black slip , I nearly shot my load there and then , reaching back into the bag I found more panties , these were heavy with a fresh load of spunk !! , I was practically swooning by now , I had three pairs of panties , a pale yellow , a silky blue , and a stunning frilly purple pair that was dripping in fresh cum , I felt sooo dirty, .I couldn't resist any more , I stripped off , and pulled on the spunky panties , I came. ’ I looked up at him. ‘All part of the service,’ I said. ‘Presentation went OK?’ ‘Yes, thanks. Flawlessly. All thanks to you. Cat and I were wondering…’ I looked at him, interrogatively. After a moment he went on. ‘Would you like to come out for a meal with us tonight, maybe hit the town a bit? I’ve a friend I could drag along to make up a foursome.’ Catriona. Hitting the town didn’t appeal, particularly, but I would like to see Catriona. And realised it probably wasn’t a good idea. No,.