.!! Fuck...! AHH...! Mmm!”He threw the whip away and handed me the champagne. I quickly drank from the bottle. I was still so drunk, and I think Lui... was too. He laid himself under my spanked and sore pantyhose feet.“Pour champagne over your pretty feet, Caroline!”He opened his mouth widely and I started pouring the lovely champagne slowly over my black opaque feet. The cool champagne felt good over my spanked soles, slowly running down my toes and down to my heel of my foot and down into Luis’. Gill stood there, ‘Aunt Gertie, Uncle Gerry, Chrissie, family, Sir Michael?’ She was bewildered with what was going on.Jake collected his coat from the back of a chair and moved towards her.“Hi, Gill,” Jake said, squeezing her shoulder, and kissing her forehead, “you’re a sight for sore eyes. I was just coming up to see you after I’d caught up with Chrissie. Just telling her she was officially in charge of running this print room from now on and that the next trainee would be her assistant.. I lean to you and we kiss sweetly but passionately. I burn inside, bursting from within and swell with contentedness as I feel your touch, smell you, taste your lips. Not everyone finds perfection but in this moment I have and I wish for nothing more than for it to continue forever so I don't have to try to remember what it is like.The matre de interrupts politely with a clearing of his throat. Dinner has arrived and it was good timing, and before our passion overtakes us we settle back for. He repeats the process but with his teeth gently clamping on my nipple. I let out a soft moan and beg him to bite harder."Not tonight, my love. Tonight is meant to be romantic and gentle," Scott replies as he trails kisses from my breasts to my navel. His tongue dips momentarily into my navel before continuing on. At last, he comes to the final barrier of clothing. He curls his fingers around the waistband of my panties and slowly slides them down my legs and off. Scott parts my legs and takes.