Mark said, “Alright, Christine. That was a nice warm-up. Now I’m going to let you experience three implements, so you can get a little taste of th...m. And then I’m going to give you a proper spanking, as if you were being punished. Are you ready for that?” Christine just nodded. Mark stood up and said, “First, I want you to lay down on the bed. But first, take the pillows and make a stack. I want the pillows under your hips to elevate your bottom.” Christine walked to the side of the bed,. .... la chaleur ...... l'?nervement peut-?tre . Les filles n'avaient pas tard?es ? l'abandonner, se pr?cipitant ? l'eau pour y chahuter avec leurs habituels soupirants . Rapidement Fran?oise, qui surveillait distraitement leurs ?volutions, s'alarma de la tournure des ?v?nements :? aux jeux innocents avaient succ?d? des attitudes plus suspectes, les jeunes gars, profitant des circonstances, caressaient les seins juv?niles, les fesses plus ou moins dodues de ses jeunes demoiselles qui ne s'en. "Sorry, baby, I can't be late," she said as she rubbed my cock through my pants and I slid my finger deep into her bald, wet pussy. "Soon," she said, giving my cock one last squeeze before leaving for work. "I promise it'll be worth the wait." She gave me a sexy smile and left. I got to work about an hour after her. It was all I thought about at work that day, licking her pussy, fingering it, fucking it. I was hard all morning. She kept teasing me. On a crowded elevator she stood in front of me. The curtains had been closed, but the afternoon sun still bathed the room. Then I saw the figure on the bed.There was a woman lying on the unmade bed with her legs open, but that was all I could make out. She had wrapped a sheet around herself from the bottom of her breasts, up over her head, and was obviously holding on to the sheet tightly. As I moved closer I could make out the sheet shifting as she breathed, it was the only sign of movement.I stepped to the bottom of the bed, and although.