It was the full wedding package without the heavy books of my former show.We sat on the park bench while she ran through the samples. They proved good...enough to land the contract. I had her sign the bank transfer sending her debit card payment to my bank account.I entered her wedding date and times as well as her appointment for a bridal portrait shot at my home studio. I actually entered them into two different calendars in two different devices. One in the chrome computer and one into my text. He shrugs it off, and his jacket, in one easy movement. Releasing me for just a moment, his hands make quick work of the fastenings of his trousers which fall to his feet as I drop, on shaking legs, to my knees."May I?" I reach forward toward the waistband of his underwear, looking up into his green gaze, the colour of emeralds. He nods shortly, his fingers gently tangling in the waves of my hair.He's a man assured of his masculinity as I unveil his length, already rigid, the tip of him thick. Normally they would sting and they probably did, but when compared to the smacks to the soles of my feet they seemed like mere slaps. The smacks on my bottom were just swats but I was shaking as I cried, still brushing up against Jaden’s equally naked body. I started to calm down as the smacks stopped, and I focussed on the smacks to the soles of my feet and yes they hurt like crazy but the pain was a tingle, a lovely erotic tingle, and a pain that would stay around for at least several hours.. Walking to him I slapped his hard cock with my hand a few times, while he moaned. "Slut boi, don't you dare cum before I fuck you!" "Yes Ma'am." Grabbing him by the cock, I pulled him into the bedroom and shoved him back on the bed while I removed my clothing. He lay watching every move, with half-veiled eyes. "Roll over!" He rolled over and I promptly began slapping his ass, "You deserve this, for being such a slut." "Yes Ma'am, more please. Spank my dirty ass." I continued until.