"Eleven," she said to herself when they finally stopped swinging. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the next round of her punishment.As she wai...ed, she could hear the Sybian began to hum softly. Soon Sara was also humming.The timer rang and the humming of both the Sybian and Sara stopped. "Time to get back to work," said Sara softly. A few moments later she said, "One," much more loudly and Joan yelled into the gag as the paddle slammed into her asscheeks and the nipple weights began. Sweat now glistened across my chest and upper arms, as my passion caused my body to flush with warmth. I moved my slippery fingers faster, running in circles across my fully erect clit, then sliding them into my wetness. I watched me draw closer to release, marveling that the intense sensations sweeping through my body were mostly hidden. I patted the aroused flesh bulging from my dripping pussy, toying with it, stroking it, harder and more firmly, until at long last my climax could not – would. " I slowed my pace, and looked her deep in the eyes as I slid in and out of her. I would pull my entire length out, and ever so slowly inch it back until my balls were flush with her ass. Each time she would moan deeper and deeper, and squeeze her husbands hands harder and harder. Then she started kissing him again, and I cold tell she was about to have another orgasm. As I slowly rocked back and forth inside her tightening vagina, her body started to shake. And as she moaned through her. Then I'd take the rag and wipe and wipe and wipe, pausing to wring it out into bucket two, until the floor was shining clean and no more than damp.I crawled on sore knees, painstakingly moving the buckets, to repeat the process on the next patch of floor. I figured I did about a two-square-foot patch each time, going from one side of the kitchen to the other, backing up about a foot and then scrubbing my way back across to the other side, a couple of feet at a time, and -- well, I'm sure you.