She said, “I know we can’t do this right now, but if you swatted my butt a few times I can handle it myself until you have more time.”Donna was ...f course naked for her interview with me. I said OK and pulled her over to my knees and grabbed my ping-pong paddle. I swatted her ten or fifteen times and then felt down under. Sure enough she was dripping wet. I fingered her for a while, but then she knew I had to go, so she lifted herself off my knee gave me a hug and kiss. Then she went back to her. " Yes," I tell Him as he goes to the basin and soaks a sponge in the cold water. "I... I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth." I suddenly feel the cold as I watch Him wet that sponge. My heart skips a beat and my belly knots as Master returns."You sucked his cock?" Master asks as he squeezes the sponge over my breasts,I shiver and gasp "Yes," as the cold water runs over my skin, shuddering from the frigid bite. I can feel my aching nipples harden, and I moan helplessly as He wipes my. "I twisted the arm I had hold of up behind her back, sat myself on the chair and pulled her over my lap. She was struggling to get up, so I clamped my right leg over the back of both her flailing legs and this effectively cut her wriggling down. Still holding her arm up behind her I smoothed her skirt across her bum and down the legs."You bastard! Let me up!"Ignoring this, I caught the edge of the skirt and lifted it: the black panties came into view and her ever-so-slightly plump bum. It made for a great clit massager and Jesse used it often, but never in front of me. Samanthas story must have really gotten her going! That night we made love, and Jesse was more energetic than usual. Her pussy felt wetter, and she really humped back hard when we were in missionary. I knew then that I had to make this fantasy a reality. Despite my best efforts, her newfound energy had me cuming way too soon. I pumped what felt like a gallon of cream deep into her womb, and my cock kept.