For most of the 30 minute drive home, I was rubbing her pussy through her blue and white striped VS panties. She was wearing a cute summer dress that ...ight. As she got into the car to drive us home, her skirt rid up her legs enough for me to barely see the tip of her panties. As she pulled out of the complex and reach the first traffic stop, I couldn't resist. I slid my hand between her legs and slowly began to rub her pussy. Normally, she would stop me. She didn't like being distracted while. Becca was trying not to make any noise. She used that for focus, as anythingelse would have her running for the door. The punishment was to be harsh; herbackside would take longer to heal from this whipping on top of the painfulwelts that still glowed. The drug in her system would have its work cut outfor it before the meal was done. There was no longer any comfort that she wouldheal in a few hours. The maitre-de left James's table, but quickly returned carrying a box containingthe instruments. ..ass self. I just got tired of it. I'll let him go in a minute.I know you're expecting to have him walk you down the aisle for therehearsal and wedding. But that doesn't mean he gets to hit on everygirl in the bridal party."Cathy looked pensive for a moment. "I understand, he can be a littleexasperating at times."Carly nodded and began getting ready to cast a release spell when Cathycontinued, "You know, really, I had been wanting my Uncle Stan to walkme. He's been more like a father to. Getting on my knees in front of you between your legs, I begin to knead your thighs with my hands slowly rubbing first the outside, then the inside then back to the outside again. You take your shirt off and I run my tongue along your stomach and down over your hips urging you to lift them so that I can slide your pants off of you. As they come down to reveal your hard cock, I take one finger and lightly move it down the bottom of the shaft, watching your face for a reaction. Needing no.