Everything is frustration. My hair’s damp with sweat, my legs are in the wrong position, and I desperately want to touch myself. He knows it. He doe...n’t help. He just watches.“Please,” The word comes out unintentionally.His hands grasp my hips and for a second I think he’s going to fuck me that way but something in him gives and he moves again, rolling so I’m underneath him. His cock pushes hard into me, going as far as it can. He holds it there as I shudder around him, trying to adjust to the. I knew this and it terrified me and excited me at the same time. I knew this friend of my husbands was using his professional status to take advantage of the situation. This knowledge excited me knowing that viewing my body was giving him pleasure. Jack had me turn around and face him. The gown was revealing almost all of my breasts as I turned to face him. He then instructed me to fold my arms across my stomach letting the gown fall almost to my waist. Seeing him staring at me as the camera. ” She said with a smile I’d never seen before. “You’re such a good girl, do you want a spanking?” She said with a sweet cadence. I nodded vigorously with her strokes. She kissed my forehead again, pulling out and pulling me across her lap. She adjusted several times before she had the position right. She made my ass face my boyfriend as she spanked me. “You’re ass is so red, now count.” She said, spanking me, and making me count. When it began to sting, she ran her cool nails on the. I had to hold her sitting on the toilet and make her muscles relax to pee because she was sleeping so deeply. I got her changed into a larger version of an eight to ten-year-old girl’s nightgown and tucked into bed. Steve came up to check on her when he came home.I told him about the day and said, “I don’t think she will be out for days, like when I had a lot of memories come flooding back in at once, but I expect her to sleep until tomorrow afternoon at least.”“As she remembered today, I told.