Mr sinha ne apni patni ko apni sehmati de di to who bhi teyaar ho gayi. Ab dosto unko kaya pata ki yeh sab mera hi chalaya hua chakkar tha. Mr sinha k... yeh shart wali baat maine hi samjhayi thi. Saturday ko mrs sinha hamare ghar aur main unke ghar chali gayi. Raat ke 10.00 baj rahe the aur mr sinha gown pehna hua tha. Raat ko rangin banae ke liye unhone ek do jaam laga liye the. Who kursi per baithe hue the. Maine bhi gown pehna hua tha, gown ke niche sirf bra aur penty thi. Unhone mujhe apni. Still, once she was close enough to touch, I passed her more than I ever had before.Her eyes opened in surprise even as she smiled with pleasure. "What did you just do?" Of course, she didn't know how to actually maintain a hold on magical energy yet, but she had felt it pass through her."That's what manna, feels like. To put it crudely, it's the fuel that makes magic work. If you want to be a magician, you need to learn how to get manna and hold on to it." It felt really good." It does. It has. Oh God, honey! I can't ... I can't believe ... you sucked that cum out of my pussy!" Her body practically lept off the ground as her arms wrapped around me in a powerful hug. It knocked the wind out of me and I had to exhale through my nose to avoid spitting the cum in my mouth all over her. "That's so ... so ROMANTIC!" Hrmph?!" I grunted in question. Her tight hold on me pinned my head next to hers, so she couldn't see my cheeks bulging with the mouthful of jism I had. Half my brain wanted to. Her body was completely bent in half, her ass stretched and taut. I ran the paddle over her cheeks, then between them. It still is her least favorite position to be spanked--too vulnerable.“Why am I spanking you, slave?” “I was very bad, sir.” “Tell me.” “I’ve been a brat. I didn’t suck your cock this morning. I haven’t been a good slave for two weeks. I told you I didn’t want Christie to hear us, when she wouldn’t have minded. I’m sorry, sir.” “And did you do all that hoping I’d punish you.