She could also just wait it out, the scene couldn't last forever. Jessica continued to weigh up her options, but slowly the sound of her conscious fad...d and soon only the sounds of the moans, groans and grunts filled her head. "Arrh," she growled in frustration, trying to will the sounds away. She refused to watch anymore and decided to turn off the TV sooner rather than later. She gave the screen one last look before getting up and without even realising, her eyes became locked. She wanted to. Her hips jerked with tiny, urgent movements as she drove her fingers deeper into her pussy, her thumb pressed against her clit. A wordless, high-pitched moan escaped her lips and she felt pulses of tight, hot ecstasy pass from her pelvis to the top of her head. As the orgasm finally passed, she collapsed back into the chair, panting and sweating. She had intended to make this a marathon masturbation session, trying to see how much she could make herself come and maybe experimenting with a few. He smiled at the discovery. She bit her lip. He turned around and looked at the bed. He picked up a clear plastic paddle and stepped to her left side. He patted her ass cheeks with the paddle and Lucy closed her eyes and moaned - she knew what was coming. She heard the first impact almost before she felt it. But a moment later, it felt like her entire left cheek was on fire. She cried out. He allowed her a second and then applied a stroke to the right cheek. Lucy cried out again. Sean began a. I'll have my secretary text you the address to the studio, since thats how you k1ds do things now.Five minutes later Mia got the text of Gene's studio. She rode the bus and hopped off and walked up the street. She checked her phone to be sure it was the right place... it was. She rang the doorbell and was buzzed in. Gene yelled from the top floor 'Mia? Hey take the stairs to your left.' Mia climbed the steps two at a time and even skipped three steps a time or two. Once she arrived at the top.