He decided to check the food supply and found that Tracy had stocked up well for him. There were a few items, like his favourite beers, that he wanted... so he took the car and drove to town and bought in non-essential supplies. He wandered around the town relishing the feeling of being back home again. He had a coffee and a danish pastry, enjoying the bustle of the weekend families in the coffee shop.As he returned that evening, the phone was ringing. For a second he thought it was Carol. Then. It was slipperyagainst my thigh. Slowly she kept humping my leg. Moving up my thigh andthen back down until she was almost to my knee. I could feel her slickjuice painting my leg. I could smell both our pussys in the smallbedroom.When she started moving up my body, her wet hairs slid over my bellyand my goose bumps got goose bumps. She was sitting up over my chest andpositioned herself so that she was directly over my right nipple. I could hearher doing something and the bed was giving a very. "You are not to cum today." "I don't want you sneaking off to the restroom to play with yourself." "Do you understand!" Being very firm. "Yes Sir, I understand." Sir reaches into the back seat. "Because if you do, and you know, I'll know or find out." "This will be waiting for your ass when you get home." Sir shows her a wood paddle with corse sandpaper attached to it. She sat on sandpaper last night, but it was much finer, like 100, this is like 30! She knows, this along with what she had. He began moaning with each slap, the sting of her hand calling forth some primal lust he’d never quite felt before. It was one thing to have a woman take control, but to be controlling him? This was something new, and he ground his hot, hard dick into her.Suddenly, pulling herself from her own lust of seeing this man humiliated by her own hand, his bare cheeks deep red, she realised that if she carried on, he was going to be fit for nothing else. So she grabbed his balls and squeezed them.