The street light entering through the open door draws the shadow of her perfect body on the flawless white floor. You rush to her again on all fours, ...in her against the hard stone. She wants to roll over you, but only manages to get herself on her belly.You hold her arms firmly at her back, raise her dress over her hips and pull her culotte down to her knees, almost ripping it off her. When you press your hand beween her legs, she is gushing wet.She is shouting from pleasure at the slightest. As quietly as possible I went to the door mashing the side of my head into it and listened to a woman on the other side. At times she forcibly sucked air; at others she forcefully expelled it; then there would be small moans or tones of satisfaction followed by deliberate care not to move sufficiently to make the springs witness though I could hear distinctly physical activity. In rigid, lubricious joy I stood barely breathing. After several additional minutes, the springs again began to sing. Having Camilla naked was intended to increase her humiliation, but was also for Lucy’s benefit as she would see how Camilla’s naked body reacted to the spanking, including her swaying breasts and squirming bottom, both of which were sexy to watch.Ella was swallowing hard as she also studied Camilla’s reactions to the spanking. Clearly, each spank hurt as evidenced by her increasingly loud gasps and the way she clenched her hands and tensed her legs, but it was sexy to watch as well and she so. ‘Hello Mrs. Smith, I’m sorry for bothering you, may I speak with Sybil?’ Her face dropped slightly when Sybil’s Mother told her that Sybil had just left with Brent, but could be reached on her cell, and then said good bye. Lydia got up from her computer chair, and went downstairs. She found her purse on the kitchen table and dug for her cell phone. She hit a few keys on the phone, and dialed the number from her home phone. It was answered on the third ring. ‘Yo dawg…what’s up?’ Sybil said..