With the clink of china, the smell of coffee and a discreet cough, a young woman came to my table with a cup and saucer and a coffee pot. “Americano... Suzy?” she said, “there’s hot milk too.”“Black for me please,” I said, “are you staying here too?”“No,” she said, “I work here, my name is Mila.”She put the cup and saucer on my table and poured the coffee. Mila had beautiful hands. She was about my age and very pretty. Classically pretty. In her black leggings and baggy sweater she looked lovely. This was common for us to talk about sex. It was after a month or so after this incident that she had not come to my factory. One day and I called her, she said it is too hot and can’t come today. I said but I m missing her as she has not come to the factory for more than 3-4 days.She said I can come to her place to meet but she was not interested to step out of her house. I said okay I am coming to your home. The moment I reached her home and rang the doorbell, I was shocked because she was. Kyle then pulled Amy over his naked lap and started to spank her. She felt no pain. She was so concentrated on not losing control. She tensed her pussy muscles. She was not sure how much more she could take. Kyle’s cock swelled against her belly and she stroked it between slaps on her ass. The other female subs looked on with lust and were both fingering themselves and close to climaxing. Their moans of pleasure increased in intensity and volume as Amy’s ass got redder and redder. James was. He pushed her forward so that she was laying over the top of it, both her feet still on the floor.She had both hands holding her almost naked ass, trying to shield it from his view. He took he hands and moved them above her head, completely out of his way. She was sobbing openly now, begging and pleading for him to spare her.He looked down at her trim hips, the cutoff jeans hiding just half of the bubble shaped cheeks hanging out. He caressed one of them, then ran his index finger up the tight.