"She did so. It threw off her balance so her upper body was hanging on the ribbon tied to her wrists. She grabbed the railing to take the pressure off..."Spread your legs," I ordered.She did as I told her.I positioned myself behind her, my dripping cock pointing right at her rear. Without a word I shoved my cock up her ass.Sharon cried out, "Oh no! Not there! I thought you were going ... Please, Mistress! Be gentle."I just laughed and thrust my hips hard into her butt.She wailed in pain as I kept. " She opened her panty drawer where she had several new lingerie sets she recently purchased. "We only need something from this drawer, but which one?" I sat down as she starred in her own fashion show. Each outfit was exquisite. The bikini, the garters, fishnets... She would come out of the closet, swaying her hips, teasing me with a lap dance, twerking on my lap. I reached up to squeeze her breasts. "No touching!" She locked me hands to the chair and continued to tease me. We lost track of. I’d changed out of my work clothes and was wearing my denim skirt with a plain white T shirt and no bra as I thought I would be hanging around at home. I went into the kitchen and started unloading the dishwasher. My son’s friend, Brad who was at college with him was sitting on the sofa in the kitchen drinking a glass of water. “Hi Brad,” I said, “I didn’t know you were here.” “Oh, John’s gone to work and I’m just waiting for my sister to pick up the phone so she can come and get me,” he said.. "God Jessica, that's fucking intense. Come here," I said to her.She moved over slowly towards me. I pulled her against me, feeling her hands reaching below, stroking my dick, gently rubbing my balls, and her looking at me. I kissed her. And I mean I kissed her hard. She squeezed my dick. I felt it throb, jump, jerk, and twitch.Jessica pulled back, smiling at me, looking down, as my dick was rock hard, and giggled. "God, that felt pretty fucking good. I liked it. You're so sexy for a guy your.