You again with the same handful of hair pulled me up and sat me back on the work top, all the time looking in to my eyes. Both of us sweating at this ...oint. You pulled me forward so my bum was almost off of the work top, and without any warning you pushed you big cock into me. With the shock I winced, hearing this only made you fuck me harder. With one hand on the wall and the other behind my back you fucked me so hard that I thought I would pass out. But all the time. As I settle in my chair I heard the door bell ring and turned on my nanny cams to see my wife flashing her tits to the camera before opening the door to let Megan into the house. Megan came in wearing a pair of khakis, a white tank top under a blue button up shirt that the buttons stopped just beneath her breasts, her dark hair falling straight to her shoulders. The two women hugged and went into the living room Megan looked a little disappointed that I wasn’t going to be there that night. As. I start to grind my mound against the bed and he touches my cunt lips and I grind more . He is not pleased by my grinding so I am beat on my ass with a hair brush several times. I forget that I am to count when ever he spanks me and he smacks me about a dozen times before he pauses to tell me I am a bad whore for not doing what is proper . So he begins the session of spanking again and this time I count for him ----1 sir ... 2 sir .. so on until he makes 15 . I am in tears under my mask . He. “I thought so, you seem well, you know?” Jack asked. “Tightly wound?” I asked. “Those are your words, not mine. Don't you ever go out and hit it anymore?” Jack asked. “No, not so much honestly. I guess shit happens,” I replied. Then unfortunately I really started drinking. He had me put my guards down, usually I'm a prude truth be told, but being out with him just brought the fun out of me I guess. About an hour into out casual outing, I started actually getting drunk. “You know Jack, I'm not.