“Awww, oh shit, awww, oh god,” and I was blowing deep down her throat as her eyes met mine. Oh, dear god ... I have still got it bad for her, but ...his has got to be a one-off.With my mother’s consent, I went out sans wheelchair. I got a wild set of applause, but I still sat at my synthesizer, because Peter and Charles were becoming so well liked. They ran the Broadway half of the evening, and I took over for the contemporary music of the evening, no matter which came first.They came out in. .my hands on your ass cheeks grabbing firm and pulling them further apart so I can get in deeper yet. Seeing your cock harden and starting to peek out the top of the panties I grin ...........Taking my crop in hand I smile devilishly as I as say "I warned you already about that, my pet, now you must be punished"Spreading your legs further apart the crop finds its way down to the very crack of your ass and lands hard just barely missing your swollen balls."I am so sorry, My Queen, I don't know. Thenafter that you will wash the items in the sink and make sure they areclean. After you have finished cleaning all the items you can wash downthe tub, the toilet & bathroom sink with disinfectant.She told Sarah that she wanted the items in the tub, clean enough to beable to go in the washing machine, and not stain anything else in themachine. Mom then told her that there was some liquid soap, comet andsome rubber gloves under the sink She told her after the tub has beencleaned, she could put. “Would you like to touch me the way I am touching you”, saying this she moved her hand on my leg inside my shorts and I felt her fingers on the side of my dick… “You have looked at me a lot now I’d like to take a look at you.” I didn’t know what to say or do. I just sat there as she made me get up and stand in from of her and began lifting my t-shirt. She did so by placing her palms on my stomach and riding all the way up stopping at my chest and grinding her index finger into my nipples…My.