” “Did you ask him about it?.” “I was going to, that night, but, I chose not to. A few days later he said he was working late. I checked his b...nk account. God, I felt so guilty doing that. Hotel payment. I drove past. There was his car. I peeked into the garden. There they were. Him and the tart. I was seething. Then they stood up. Her in this tiny dress. As they walked, he put his arm round her and squeezed her bum. Strange, I suddenly went from being angry to being so very aroused. I knew. Aur fir main dubara chaalu ho gayi. 1-2-3… aur karte karte 10. Fir 15 khatm karne ke baad main boli: Hmmm… ab?Woh turant meri gand par se apne hath hatakar mere bagal khada hua aur bola: Haan haan, ab utho. Get up.Main sar utha kar dekhi to ab uske short par pahle se thodi zyada ubhaar thi. Main jaan gayi ki woh kya hai aur uthti hui dubara uske short ko pakad sahara banane ke bahane theek uske chupe lund ko pakad uthne lagi.Is baar uska lund pahle se thoda zyada sakt tha. Meri lubhawne jism ka. This time the passion was not so frantic as the first time, it seemed we all wanted to draw it out a bit. Bob rolled onto his back and pulled me toward him. He had me squat over him, but facing away. As I squatted over him he slid himself into me, going in easily I was so wet, both with my own arousal and their semen. His hands grasped my hips and he slid me up and down his very had cock. Sam, meanwhile, was standing in front of me, so I could take him into my mouth while riding Bob. I. I had pleased my master. I had taken my punishment well, and I had learned my lesson. I was still cuffed to the stool, but I heard him place the riding crop back on the desk. Then his rough hands circled across my hot ass cheeks, smoothing away some of the sting and pain, but reminding me at the same time that my ass was now his. “Aaaaahhhhh” I sighed, as I felt his thick fingers move between my thighs, quickly finding my nub of desire. As he stroked my clitoris, he also reached around and.