His groan is almost suppressed and inarticulate and I imagine how it sounds right against my ear when he's burying himself into my prone ass, I imagin... how it feels to have that ass plowed after being spanked, I imagine how an orgasm feels when there's nothing you can do except experiencing it, when you can't fight it, can't close your legs, can't pull away, when you can only scream into your pillow-- and I can't help it, I slide one hand down between my legs and press the heel of my thumb hard. He was relentless, Julie regulating her breathing with his thrusts, she felt his cock forcing it’s way into her throat. “This is what real sluts do,” she thought to herself, gripping him and pulling him deeper. She heard him cry out at the same moment as she felt the surge in his cock, just a micro second before his hot spunk flooded her throat.Julie thought she was going to choke, she tried to swallow, but swallowing and breathing at the same time was impossible. Thankfully, after the first. He said it was such a bad mistake, he felt I needed my bottom warmed to help me remember not to act like an ape.“He had me bend over his lap and touch the floor with my hands. I immediately felt helpless and equal measures of fear and excitement. He put one hand on my back and with the other he lifted up the hem of my red and green plaid skirt in the back, and pulled it up to my waist. Next, he pulled down my panties so my bottom was bare, and so I could feel the panties around my ankles. That. She knew she was obligated to service not only her husband's boss but his young college-age son who took great delight in putting her to the test with humiliations she had never conceived possible. Her lifestyle had changed drastically after her wimpy husband gave in to his boss's depraved demands but in all honesty she was not overly upset at her new duties.Her house was sparkling clean now and she had stripped down to her birthday suit and stood in the mist of the relaxing shower that washed.