I pushed him over onto his back, rolling on top of him, leaning down over him, kissing his nose, his face, his throat, as his hands found my panties a...d began to work them down my hips. It was a bit of a struggle, with our bodies and the bedsheets all in the way, but ingenuity—or perhaps just hormones—eventually prevailed. And not a moment too soon.We moaned as one as I settled down over him. I felt his hardness within me, opening me up, pushing at my walls, filling me up, the most immense. She then asked if I set up some video equipment on an old geezer and a black woman at the Motel 6 last week.I told her I had done it for one of the P.I.'s I worked for. She told me she found out where I worked from Beverly and went to see the private investigators and they had me set up surveillance equipment catching her husband in the act. So that voided the prenuptial agreement since he was caught cheating. Now she could afford to leave him and start a new life. No more of her being his slut. “One, she is not a girlfriend...just a friend of a friend. I am not into young girls at all!” Fi-Fi nodded in apparent relief. “Two” I continued “She has short, blonde hair and you know that I like long, dark hair”. Fi-Fi nodded again, almost purring at being reminded of my tastes, shaking her gorgeous mane of brunette hair seductively as she did so. “Three” I continued “she is a hundred percent lesbian”. Fi-Fi interrupted me with a stifled “Ooh la la” as I continued “and four - unlike me. Then the shock and noise of the first blow. “Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq,” a little harder each time, a whole new sexual experience for me and I am enjoying the pleasure and pain while handcuffed. My ass cheeks are quivering as I wait for the next blow of the paddle. Then as it lands I have the most incredible, noisy orgasm. Then a short breather as they converse rapidly in French. “The men would like a golden shower while we watch, are you fine with that Sylvia?,” Michelle asked with a big.