I wasted no time in coming directly to the point in hand. "I am sorry, Sir Bristow, I must insist that you rein in the activities of your personal ass...stant." Insist, Sir? Insist? I am not sure I appreciate such language. Ms Mbute is a valued employee of the Institute. She has done nothing of which the Institute would disapprove, I am sure."It was clear that his opinion of his assistant was completely clouded by her undoubted physical allure. "Sir Bristow, Miss Mbute's actions are in utter. . my hair is pulled; the pain is tremendous all I can see is this red room. He has stopped pulling my hair then his cock is in my mouth. I swallow it hungrily, sucking on his end and running my teeth along his shaft. For this I get my nipple twisted painfully. I feel dirty and naughty - this is what I wanted, wasn't? - He senses this. With no warning cock is removed and he is gone. I feel the sharp crack of a cane before I hear it. The skin is burning on my bottom, again the crack of the cane,. His wife, Theresa, was 42, worked as a school teacher, and very pretty. She looked good for her age. She was about 5’6”, a little plump, reddish brown curly hair, and a really cute face. Her body was awesome for her age. She wore a flowered dress, that was just tight enough to show her curves. She had on high white heals. I started to wonder if she was wearing white stockings or pantyhose.We had a great conversation during dinner. We really hit it off with Joe and Theresa. After dinner. Soon, she was rolling her hips and really getting into it.“I can’t believe how it feels.”I whispered in her ear, “Shhhh… Don’t fight it.”I recognized the look on Jenna’s face that I had seen many times as she descended toward an orgasm. I was so excited I could feel my own panties getting wet. She was almost there when Prince forced his tongue into her cunt. A few more times and she went over the top. Her body stiffened, then twitched and shook. The first spasm hit her and she dug her nails.