That was delightful - caressing my soft, wet, warm pussy and looking at myself in the mirror. Yes, I'm the only witness of this spcectacle together wi...h my imagination. I was losing control, the excitement was taking me high. I closed my eyes, the moves were significantly faster when I touched the right button, deep inside. No more moaning, one long scream resounded in the room and the feeling of more wetness on the floor from an intense squirt. Oh no, I messed up the floor again! And then I. I was stood against the wall and Tom whipped my tits twice with a thin cane, my god did it sting, but when he kissed me the pain turned to delight, he spoke softly asking “whose slut are you”, before l could answer he sucked my nipples and pushed a finger hard against my clitoris causing me to let out a gasp and answer “you are, you are”, he was teasing my clitty with his finger my pussy began to trickle with juices. Tom stepped back looked me up and down then gave a grin, my heart pounded as. Her body felt tense andcold, as she had once again kicked all of her bedding off. While shelaid on the bed, one hand absentmindedly began massaging a tit. She hadalways woke up horny, but she had never found a way to get a goodrelease in the morning. She thought of the all the times she had wokenup a guy by fucking him awake, a technique which had made her prettypopular at Timber Grove CC.She looked around her room and remembered why she typically woke uphorny. The walls were lined with. Victor told her to calm down; he could pick up her in ten minutes and would take her home.He smiled telling me: “Have you heard your girlfriend?”. “It would not be long; do you come?”.I answered I`d rather stay at home, waiting for him. I whispered in his ear I would there for him only dressed with my high heels. He smiled again and showed me his bulge growing inside his jeans.So, the trap was now fully set. Cecilia would take my loving hubby to her home, would convince him to share a margarita.