We watched each other for a while, both of our arousals growing. Helen would occasionally use her free hand to tweak her nipple or to run along her st...mach, but for the most part she concentrated on watching me. I just enjoyed myself, taking long, slow strokes and wanting this erotic moment to last."Do you... Ever do this with Kaila?" Helen asked, her voice a little breathless."Sometimes. When we want to talk." I admitted, thinking about how we would occasionally share fantasies this way. We. There was plenty of potato and mixed vegetables to fill up on, and a rhubarb crumble and custard for those who wanted pud. It was certainly a bigger meal than we ever ate back in Cardiff at lunchtime.We all made a point of clearing the table and taking our empty plates to the trolley so that we'd be in the catering staff's good books; we knew that upsetting them would be a really bad move!By an hour after lunch, we were all working on the preparation line, half of us podding peas as fast as we. Do you need to have your slutty pussy spanked too?”“Please. I deserve to feel your belt on my slutty, married pussy.”“Turn over”Dana laid on her back and spread her legs wide, using her hands to spread her legs wide.I brought belt down directly across her swollen pussy. It wasn’t as hard as I had spanked her butt, but it wasn’t gentle.“One! Thank you sir, may I have another?”I hadn’t decided how many time I was going to spank her pussy. I had planned on 2 or 3 strokes for fun. But when I heard. And so it was that you unceremoniously unbuckled my belt, undid my pants and grasped my rock-hard cock.We edged toward the bed, where you sat down. My intention was to kneel before you and pull your panties down and off your long, lovely legs, and then to kiss and caress your sweet, wet pussy.But you forestalled me while I was still standing by quickly freeing my cock from the last remaining cloth barrier and engulfing it with your mouth. The sensual, erotic thrill of what you were doing to me.