Jay was right behind her. His tool was getting all the stimulation it could handle, when he felt his balls contract and his come begin shooting deep i...side her. Wendy fell against his chest, her erect nipples poking into him. Both were trying to get their breath back. "I've been wanting to say something to you, and now seems to be a good time" she began. She pushed away from his chest, stroking his blonde hairs. Suddenly, she seemed hesitant, at a loss for words. Finally, she took a deep a. My cock sprang full and hard into my hand. The vision of mom sitting up and taking off her bra was like a movie playing over and over on the inside of my closed eyelids. At that moment, I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anything. I tried to imagine her vagina rather than my own hand surrounding the steel-like shaft of my cock. I could see her breasts swaying. I tried to imagine what her pussy would be like. My hand slowly tried to soothe my aching cock. The "lover's balls" ache was. Oh no, not yet. This wasn't punishment. This was just "ass warming". Sir always said that a sub should never be punished with a cold ass. Apparently, my ass wasn't warm enough to suit him yet.THWAP!Punishment didn't have to involve pain. I have had my ass warmed before being made to stand in the corner (I hate that) or set to perform some unpleasant or humiliating task. But punishment COULD involve pain. The first time Sir punished me, he warmed my ass with a flogger before giving me belt. MY legs shake as your tongue slips up against my clit and I know I can not stand like this for long. I lower my leg and slip away from you, leaning back against the long table in the middle of the room, bunching my skirt up around my waist. You crawl over to me drooling with lust and ready for more than just that taste. Your lips close around my pussy as I lean back on the table and welcome you between my legs.This is not how I saw this going, but I am so happy at how it is turning out, your.