But the orgasm part is the real deal. I tried it and felt weird. Maybe you should try it as well.”“Try what?”“Let me help you.” He said and ...rabbed my Dick. “That’s small.” He said and kept rubbing. “How do you feel?”“I don’t know. Kind of weird, but good.” I said, my voice was faded. He wanted to know the exact feel. So, he said, “Hold mine too.” But I was lost in a pleasure and just grabbed his dick. Little did I knew that I was moaning. And so was he.“Why does it feel so good?” He said with. Soon Betty was crying and moving her ass away, fruitlessly trying to evade the blows. Mrs. Brooks stopped for a moment. "Paul, come up here and control your slave."Paul moved swiftly to the desk and took hold of Betty, holding her in place so she was unable to move and the spanking resumed. He whispered in Betty's ear, "You have embarrassed me, slave, and I will remember this."Mrs., Brooks finally stopped. Paul let Betty stand up and her hands flew to her blazing rear and rubbed frantically.. “Excellent,” he grinned, slowly lowering himself to the floor, never taking his gaze off hers. Linda stood frozen as he moved toward her, stopping just before her lap, looking up at her and reaching upward, under her robe to caress her soft breasts. It was wild, she thought, but even wilder when he opened her robe and began kissing her navel. Then a bit lower, then kissing on her pussy. His eyes locking on to hers, the man began licking between her legs, gently kissing her pussy lips and. “Anyone who works for you?” Rada asked immediately.“Yes, you’ll undoubtedly learn who once we get to New York. I don’t make a secret of who I’m with, but I try not to overshare. You can ask me for more details if you like,” Nick told her.As they pulled up in front of the house, Rada looked out the window. “Maybe later if it’s not too arrogant of me. I do think knowing who you are might help me serve you better.”Nick just smirked and got out of the car. Whatever other advantages he might get.