I was nude from my waist down. The thought of Sangeeta waiting outside eagerly for my sperm in a bottle and I am going to masturbate for her gave me b...g hard-on. My dick was growing to 9inches and rock hard. It was pre-cuming little bit.. I had this control to keep my hard-on for upto an hour. But I didn’t masturbate and just spent 10 mins doing nothing.Then I shouted, ‘Sangeeta, Can u haer me?€™Sangeeta shouted back, ‘Yes, is sperm ready in the bottle?. I need to go to clinic in another. She was allowed no chance to escape into sensation. How easy it would be to get drunk on her arousal, on the very idea that this was her deepest, truest fantasy coming to life. How easy to be innocently swept away by lust, to not think about exactly what she was doing. But he wouldn't let her. He was forcing her to be totally present in this moment, forcing her to feel everything—the lust, but also the uncertainty and the fear and the shame, all of it swirling together to make her feel so. " He turns the car off, runs to her side, opens her door, picks her up and carries her inside as she's kissing his neck. He lays her on the bed. Standing at the end of the bed he can't believe what's happening. She leans up, grabs his shirt and pulls him down to her. He's kissing her hard before he begins kissing her neck again. Her hands are on his head as she begins to move her hips Into his. "Mmmm." She moans. "God, baby, I want you so bad." "Brandon." He stops and looks at her. "Take me.". Denver was resolute though. She was never sympathetic to cries and tears. She always caned hard right to the end. Finally the twelfth stroke bit home and Charlotte let out the longest of screams whilst Mrs. Denver was somehow disappointed it was over. She looked at the bare bottom still looking up at her, the fierce red lines across it, and felt another pang as she realised this was a bottom she enjoyed punishing, just as she realised her secretary was a young woman she had feelings for. She.