She said, ‘The church is packed! Sandy, you are lovely! I just want to cry! Becky, you look lovely! You do, too, Pam! You’re Jack’s son’s wife... aren’t you?! I met you this morning! It’s going to be a beautiful wedding! I’ve got to go while there are still seats!” As quickly as she came in, she went back out.‘Pam was looking at the door with her mouth open in shock. I said, “Stella is like that. She’s also never seen a sentence that she can’t end with an exclamation point.”Pam was almost dazed.. Bit by bit Mistress increased the strength of hershots to the point where I believed I couldn't survive much longerwithout begging for mercy. I was so determined not to beg but didn'tknow how much longer I could last!!Mistress then announced she would give me two more strokes of the caneon each foot. She took aim on my right foot and struck ... hard! Searingpain but with only three more to go I was even more determined tosurvive without begging. Taking careful aim striking a relatively. He paused for a second, and then followed her in. Once inside, she removed her bathrobe, and turned to him with a big smile. ‘I’ll get to that in a sec,’ she said, and then walked towards him. She certainly was a vision. She was like an hourglass figurine, and in the mist the soft contours of her body were highlighted by the diffused glow coming from the window. The moisture clung to her her hips, her breasts, her arms, her legs. She often tied her hair back in the office, but in the sauna,. Other times a pink satin pajama set or even a dress andstockings. In other words I was always the girl.The second thing was that every single time my friend slid his hot cockbetween my cheeks I wanted him inside me. Not just teasing, not just dryhumping me, but really FUCKING me. There were a few times when I reallygot into it and groaned and begged him to fuck me. I think he was eithernot hearing me or didn't want to take that monumental step.I was exploring my body every time I was home.