My left hand twisted and stroked the shaft. Of course making way for a deep throat here and there. My right hand was massaging his balls. Occassionall... I put those in my mouth too. Tongue tossed. There's that little flap of skin between the cock and balls. I find it drives men wild if you suck and lick that a little too while your ball playing. So I just keep going with the sucking and hand tricks until he says he's going to blow. Then I go as deep as I can. I make sure to lock eyes with him.. (Many of the salespeople commented that she should be a model or, was she perhaps a young American film star?) It suddenly occurred to her, however fleetingly, that Don Ernesto was her Henry Higgins, and she, his Eliza Doolittle. Or was he her Svengali?"Ernesto, I'm overwhelmed," she breathlessly confided when they were once again seated in the plush back seat of the luxuriously appointed Mercedes. "I just can't believe this is really happening to me, an art student from Kansas City, Mo!. If I knew when your hubby was coming home I would fuck you up the ass but that will have to wait for the next time. Training you will be a pleasure." He leered down at her."Please Jerome, no more. You had your fun and now let this be the end of it." She was talking so softly but still held his cock and still was licking on the head between her words of pleading."No way, a baby cake, Jerome has tasted that sweet little pussy and the way you suck my cock is beyond imagination. This will end when. "That got Breda really annoyed. "That is so unfair. I picked up the mistake and so I should have disciplined you." After a moment Breda ordered, "Let me see."Sarah winced as she stood up, tuned her back towards Breda, and was forced to lift her skirt up to show off her very red bottom.There were gasps and giggles from around the table and Sarah blushed with the humiliation although was getting aroused as she usually did when degraded in front of work colleagues or friends. Equally, Sarah knew.