She unzips her skirt; it puddles at her feet. Her stained pink panties match her choker. Mistress colour coordinates, who knew?As she slides her knick...rs down, they stick to her folds; a tug pops her panties free. The whiff of arousal from the strands of goo hanging from her shaved pussy invades my nose. Giving in to temptation is foreplay enough for her too.Taking her oozing panties from her, I scrunch them in my hand and stuff them into her mouth. “That’s how I stop a good girl. "You can check it all you want. She agreed to help meget me back on my feet and I said that I would have her back whenevershe needed it.?Meshinger wasn?t finished yet. "You?re telling us this because you feltremorse and wanted to do the right thing? I don?t buy it; I think you?rejust afraid that after the change, they?ll be after you as well. Youjust want to do a preemptive strike.?I looked back at him with narrowed eyes. ?Yes, it is one of myconsiderations, but it isn?t the main reason.?. Jacqueline’s left hand still rested on her throbbing buttocks and her sensitised breasts were pressed against the length of her partner’s body. She instinctively pressed her swollen nether region against Jacqueline’s thigh, and with sudden insight she knew what had been bothering her and brought her to need this morning’s session.?Yesterday was the first time you punished me since we had to tell my parents about us three months ago,? she blurted out.A few weeks before Christmas a junior partner. I don’t think she has worn shorts or bathing suit more than three times since she turned sixty. If you were to meet her you would at first think she is a bit of a prude and “stand-offish.” Joy’s smile and bright green eyes quickly pull you in and her reserve sense of humor fools you until she gets to know you. Give Joy a glass or two of wine and her sense of humor and demeanor change. At times you could describe it as “sailor talk.” There have been many times we have been alone for several.