I pulledup the hem more and more and he opened his pants and started stroking through his undershorts. I reached behind meand unzipped and let my ski...t drop as he was sliding off his pants. I looked up and saw that his eyes were staringdirectly at my pussy. He had not been watching when I dressed earlier, so he was unaware that I had gone pantiless.He pulled off his shirt and grabbed his cock and started rubbing it hard as he saw me standing there rubbing my clit.I decided to lay on the bed. She was drawn to his intellect and confidence, he to her innocence and delicate disposition. He was very experienced in all things carnal and was fascinated by her naivete. He relished teaching her all there was to know about sex, the male body, and her own unexplored desires and sexual triggers. Their marriage had the normal ups and downs of most. It was during one of the lows when she had become wrapped up in the day-to-day of motherhood and taking care of a family that he felt neglected and. Half German half French.Mason went to the wall and unshackled the first girl in line - the one who was sobbing. But sobbing more now.“To the Block,” he ordered. If there had been any delay or resistance, he would have manhandled her there himself - and she would get additional punishment. So she walked, weak and sobbing, to her fate.The Punishment Block was of interesting design. At its head it had a pillory structure. Heavy wood with holes for neck and wrists. These were on a level with the. "You can jack off in my office but you can't show me your cock?"Sophie knew this was probably excruciating for him. He would know soon enough that she wasn't upset with him. In fact, seeing him sitting in her chair like that—pants around his ankles, tie loosened and hanging astray, shirt opened at the neck—was definitely turning her on."Unbutton your shirt Trevor." Oh god, Sophie, please don't do this. Why do you want me to unbutton my shirt? I swear, I thought you were gone for the night. I.