It got louder and louder until I was sure her sis could hear. So I pulled out and flipped her over, lining my cock up, I shoved into her from behind. ...er instincts took over as I hoped they would, because before letting out the scream that time she grabbed a pillow and put her face in it. I took this as a good sign and started plowing into her tight pussy. It was so wet by now I almost slid out with each back stroke. She was amazing, in bliss, but still had the sense of mind to grind her hips. My pussy spasmed on my fingers. He took a picture of my tits. Of Clint’s hand squeezing my breast. My back arched. My head snapped back. A powerful explosion burst in the depths of my pussy. The friction of my fingers churned waves of rapture through my body.Flash!My seat creaked as I spasmed and gasped. I opened my lips, moaning in abject pleasure. Clint’s fingers found my nipple. Pinching it. Pulling it. Twisting it. Pleasure shot down to my spasming pussy. My fingers plunged in faster. My. I was beginning to feel self-conscious about the circumstances under which she had found me that afternoon. I was assuming that she saw me as a victim and I didn’t like feeling that way. I was also still feeling a little intimate with her because we had recently been cuddling naked together. I told her that she was really beautiful and that I was glad we were alone together now. She laughed and said that she felt a little embarrassed because she had a son about my age – and what would her. “Impertinence! For your impertinence you will get, um,” - she paused to consider before continuing- “five whacks from the paddle. Five should be enough to humble you.”I heard more whispering behind me from Jess. I hoped to God that Jess wasn’t suggesting that I needed more swats.“Oh!” Emma exclaimed. “And you are to thank me after each one.”“Yes, Mistress,” I said quietly.Emma hefted the paddle in her hand, getting a feel for it. She made a few practice swings in the air behind above me. I.