Buster hopped on and started humping her furiously, but only succeeded in finding her dripping pussy. He rammed into her and she moaned."Oh Buster, Bu...ter! Fuck me! Fuck me hard please Buster, ohhhhhhhh!!!"Bri and Buster both could have continued in this wonderful position for quite some time, but Bri finally remembered her original goal. She pushed Buster off the best she could, and he popped out of her with a wet squelching sound. He looked very annoyed about his delayed pleasure. Bri kissed. “I am just starting really, but I figure it wouldn’t hurt for me to help your mom”. I replied. “This computer is so old, its junk. My mom won’t buy another one, its one problem after another. I don’t even go on it really that much”. She said. She watched me as I opened one window and closed another, soon she began to rub my back. “There maybe that might help” she said as she was rubbing in a circular motion. Her mom returned to the room and set down a cup of iced tea and went away. I watched. I had only been lightly spanked by my wife this was a strongman! Would I be able to stand it I wondered."First the paddle sissy."He moved behind me and I felt the paddle lightly hitting my bottom. Hedid it fast all over my bottom. First one cheek and then the other,light quick taps. I mused to myself that this was not going to be toobad, but the cumulative effects of the paddle began to tell. My bottomwas starting to tingle...no burn. Added to that, the fact that, althoughMaster had slowed down. I was wearing that outfitwith the short pleated skirt, white blouse, knee high stockings, MaryJane's and my white boy panties and white demi bra. My hair was now nearlyshoulder length, dyed blond and was styled very feminine with a plaid bow(matching my skirt) on the right where my part was. My finger and toenails were manicured and painted red to match the red in my scotch pleatedskirt. I was wearing Intrigue (perfume you men reading this.) I had asmall bag packed. Master Cock had said all I.