She felt him bending himself over her, his stomach pressing against her, and his breath against the back of her neck. He softly kissed behind her ear,...her shoulders and the curve of her jaw. His hands still firmly holding her waist as he gave her body time to relax.She felt him slowly withdraw. Pulling his cock out of her ass, until only his tip remained inside her. Then, he pushed himself back, making her moan out a soft "Oh" as he pressed his hips into her ass. Her tight puckered hole slowly. But Ill bet theyre having fun. Lyn dropped her head back to Carols lap and clutched for his penis. Disappointed, Whats the matter with you Carol…arent you in the mood for a blow-job? Carol thought about what was going on back at the apartment and after a few moments of Lyns manipulations, Ok! Now thats more like it! Carol enjoyed the blow-job the few short blocks back home with no fear of losing his hard-on till he could fill her ass with it. Im gonna pour her another whisky fuck her in the ass. Quentin pricked up his ears. “Rebecca?” he queried. “I think I recall her. A Jewess, I think... and rather a hefty one, at that.”“Correct,” nodded Madame Vesta. “Her Master, Otto Gerbon, ordered that she be put onto the Treadmill, twice a week for an hour at a time. Said it might help to keep her weight down.” A faint expression of sardonic amusement passed over Madame Vesta’s face. “Well, gentlemen... if you will follow me...” The owner of the ‘Paradise’ turned and led the way down from the. "What the hell are you doing?" he demanded."If you know what is good for you, you'll keep quiet until we'redone," she told him with a coldness in her voice that sent a chill uphis spine."No I won't." He decided to put his foot down.She picked him up with ease, sat on the sill of the bath, put himacross her lap and proceeded to spank him. At first he struggled,the pain of the first few swipes caught him by surprise, then as shecontinued to hit the same spot on his cheeks, the pain built until.