Hmm I almost forgot about the vibrator in my hand well this could work well as a Minor punishment. I call out hoping my slave can hear me“Slave I ho...e your watching this”Knowing for a fact my slave is now watching me through the peephole in the door. I undo the tie that is holding my bathrobe together, underneath I am wearing a very sexy black and red lingerie set that has matching crotchless panties and doesn’t leave much to the imagination which I bought just for my slave. With one hand I’m. When it began again, a low bass beat thrummed through the floor and each female dancer came to life, running into their partners' waiting arms. Ivy was breathing hard now, and she winced slightly as her partner's hands grasped her waist and lifted her into the air, catching her again and setting her gently down in a well-coordinated movement. The song was almost over – just one more slow section. Her anger had slowly faded as she'd gotten further into the dance; dancing never failed to calm. Lucky me I thought as it was a girl, I sat opposite to her. She was an average girl with slightly dark complexion but very attractive eyes, juicy lips always biting on her pen and a very good smile.She wore a shirt with a button open giving a very little view of her cleavage but had very round boobs of around 34b. After that, we met almost every day at the same table. First, it was just smiles, then we introduced each other and within a month we were good friends.Her name was Sharon and was a. Suddenly, she quietly gasped. Michelle was frozen to the spot. Her father had her panties in his other hand and they were at his face. He was grunting into them while breathing rapidly, obviously smelling at the crotch.Then a final burst of violent speed from his hand, pulling fiercely on his cock. She heard him softly moaning and then her father was taking the crotch of her panties between his lips; and she saw the white juices shooting out of his cock as he grunted.Michelle knew that her.