Always at the end of the evening Greg wrote her a check, wished her a good week and waved goodbye as he walked to his car. When he was gone Jen alwa...s made herself a relaxing latte, wearing a big smile and wishing that one day he might stay to share one. “You didn’t say you were going to Switzerland .” Jen quizzed as their hour ticked into its later neighbor. “This time last week I didn’t know I was going.” Greg laughed. He was a journalist and traveled what seemed like a lot to her. . Then, as suddenly as the caning started, it stops. Candy's back and buttocks are tattooed with lines of pain; never has she felt anything like it; never has she been so wet and excited. Candy welcomes Sir back inside her as once again he thrusts into her arse, with her legs pulled over to the corner of her bed so that her clit rubs the edge of the mattress. As Sir pummels her arse hole, his thrusts stimulate her clit, bringing Candy close, very close, to orgasm. When Sir roars his pleasure as. She stumbled forward until she came up against a table or a desk."What the hell are you doi..." she started to say as his hands grabbed her shoulders and he pushed her down until she was leaning across the flat surface of the piece of furniture she was against.In a voice she knew only too well he said, "I told you that I knew the time and place slut and here you are." He forced her legs apart and lifted her dress up to her waist. He ran his hands over her ass and she heard him chuckle and then. Her touch felt like silk brushing across my bare skin and when her tongue pressed on my nipple I shuddered with excitement, my knees weak and buckling. Helping me in the tub first she guided me in and sat me back against the wall, as she stepped in I tried to speak but she put her fingers over my lips and let out a soft “shhhhhh”, kneeling between my legs Hailey slowly washed me. Felt incredible being touch like that, I was in total state of bliss as she cleaned my body her fingers caressing.