She picked up the shoe from the floor next to her and led me upstairs so that I was standing in front of her, with my member in her sock directly in f...ont of her. She slipped the Converse over me too and began to move up and down. It was still warm and pretty tight through the sock."I want you to come for me!", She looked me straight in the eye and smiled."In your socks?" Yes please, that helps me dance," she winked.It didn't take long to get there. I shot a big load, it felt like it lasted. Shag ... bang ... and lots and scores more of hump and come-have-your-way-hither-with-me sex.As I come forth and turn up out of the water, I glimpse and catch sight of him bottomed and assed down there, sprawling and lolling on an elegant and baroque Chesterfield settee that has got downy and feathery and furry and squashy squabs and pads and headrests on it. Apart from having on tenebrous and swarthy glasses, he is gawping and goggling direct at me dumbly and mutely. What is it that he is. I pushed him onto his knees on my bed. Securing his wrists at the headboard. I opened a box of sex toys in my closet and pulled out a heartshaped leather paddle. I climbed up on the bed next to him THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK I pounded his ass hard. It was red, he was whimpering. Whats my name? I asked quietly. Mrs Cain. Mrs Cain Mrs Cain he panted desperately. I loosened the rope at the headboard and hustled him down the bed. I tied his feet to the end of the bed, his wrists still secured. “This is something Koko would like. But Monica’s going to have pull herself together in order to deal with this monster,” she said. “Monica keeps thinking she’s small down there … she’s not. I’m small, and for me this would be a tight fit.” Her voice drew huskier, her breath harder and forced as she tried to control her panting excitement. “This would be a really tight fit … but I could handle you.” Then she took her eyes off of his erection and looked at him directly. Her smile was genuine..