It wouldn't have mattered what I said at that point. Mistress quickly shoved my dirty panties into my mouth. And stepped behind me. My ass was still w...t from the shower. She didn't even go easy. Im pretty sure It was as hard as she could.CRACK! It sounded like a big fire cracker went off ON my ass! It felt like being hit with a piece of wood, well that's what it was! I started screaming into the gag! My ass was on fire from the First blow!AAAAAHHHHH!!!CRACK!All I could hear was her stepping. Maybe there were some new ones anyway. She clicked the "Spanking" button and the page loaded quickly. Sure enough, the top three stories were ones she hadn't yet seen. One of them caught her interest. It looked like a workplace story. A secretary spanking his female boss? That's an interesting twist. She opened the story and started to read it. Her mind conjured up for her the image of the executive office described, and the tall, haughty woman being reproached by her handsome, younger. I didnt make a sound or say anything and i could hear steve breathing heavier and heavier and a few moment later he slowed down and and rolled off. and i was kind of saddened by it as i felt that i actually wanted to continue.i stood up and steve laid back panting saying he was knackerd i could see he hard cock still popping up through his shorts and i just said fine and jumped on top of him and started dry humping at him but in the missionary position.steve just went with it and lifted his. By the time we reached the small enclave of mud huts, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the fruits effects, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the small leather strap supporting the animal skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my knees burying my face into the naturally blond, musky muff atop her long lavish legs. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed carpet, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the.