.I could feel her whole body jerking violently as my finger tips gradually traced her body outline, exploring her sensual body inch by inch, OOOOooooo... GGooddddddddd madyyyyyyyyyy she moaned as I took her lower lips between my lips and pulled it gently almost taking her on my laps. My hands were touching her back slowly rubbing...Now our hands were moving freely over each others bodies, I was feeling her soft round curves pressing on my chest. Her hands moved around my neck as I slowly licked. The thin slices of pain that the spoon created chopped away at her fears, her insecurities and her anger at Wesley. All she could think of was her ass. She stopped thinking and lost herself in the sensations. It was as though she was entering a trance where she became nothing more than a spanked ass, a pulled ponytail and two bitten nipples.The paddling stopped, but Amaya kept crying. It hurt so much but yet the overwhelming sensation was so good. She didn’t even notice the man’s hands reaching. He enjoyed inflictingminor indignities like that on me, if only to prove that I would humblyobey.Next I got their wine, filling the glasses to the correct level andholding them delicately by their stems as I wiggle-walked back todeliver them. The two of them were gazing into each others' eyes asthey accepted the drinks, barely registering my presence. I discretelymoved away, standing out of their line of sight, waiting for furtherorders. They murmured softly to each other between sips. . I quickly understood this order, and asked only she help me do it to the best way possible. I know that there is no way I can match what she has finished with me; but that did not mean I could not try and do the best possible.I was getting ready to move on top of her, when once again that damn knocking came at the door. Sibil finally lost her temper, and without bothering to put on any clothing, stormed over and whipped the door open.The resulting blast of cold, bitter winter wind sucked all of.