I squirmagainst the PVC, but am unable to prevent my punishment. You stop, now breathingheavily; is it the effort of the spanking, or are you getting ...urned on bythe situation? As if in reply, I'm pushed back onto the bed and my ankle straps are fastenedtogether. A pause, more rustling, and the unmistakable sound of clothing beingremoved. "Well done slave," you whisper. "I knew you weren't looking forward to beingspanked, but you took it well. You can now reward me for punishing you. Openyour. Watching her strip for us makes you wetter, I an feel it. Naked she steps close to you and gives you a gentle kiss. Sliding her tongue across your lips makes you quiver. Stepping around to my side of the desk she kisses me with such passion as I never stop making love to you. She leans over the desk, and lays down beside you with a comforting look in her eyes that it’s all going to be ok. You are too far gone to even care, and you are just enjoying the feeling that I’m providing. Pulling out of. I could get used to this. I pulled her unto the couch and stripped her naked. She was so hot. Her breasts where small but perfectly shaped, a type of round that one only found in mathematics books, her hips were slender, and her ass was indescribable. That ass deserved prizes, portraits, insurance policies and a dick in-between its cheeks.I lay down and she positioned herself for a 69. I looked up as I saw her tight little pussy with a capital A shaven onto it descend upon my face, and moments. If he spread his legs wider it was the same as a command to move my tongue to his bottom. While awaiting a signal, my tongue swirled around and around the perineum area as my nostrils breathed deeply of the musky man scent of god’s mansack. Trying to show my devotion I dragged my nose back and forth underneath the heavy fleshy bag, inhaling deeply of the manly fragrance. After just a very few minutes, the bishop gave two non-verbal commands that I immediately understood. He picked up his foot.