Does this please you? I stared up and down his body. He was well over six feet tall, his hair was short and dark as the night sky, his skin was tanned... and shining in the crimson light of the room, his face was perfectly symmetrical as his bright red eyes stared back at me. I glanced down at his muscular frame, my mouth agape as I looked lower and saw his member hanging free seven inches down his leg. “Uh,” I looked away, embarrassed and in shock. “Do you need clothes?” I glanced back over and. " * * * *An hour later, Alomar - who hadn't been knocked down the remaining stairsbut had been thoroughly amused by the idea that Garret's young lady wasalready using her wiles to get what she wanted - cut in on a danceDeirdre was enduring with a not so young lordling with hands faster andmore intrusive than she thought no one but a master thief should have."Thank you, Alomar." Deirdre actually gave the man a weak smile when shesaid that, then glared long,. But his concern was obvious a sign of a weakness that she could turn to her advantage. She bore each slap with a twitch of her bottom until he asked her to take off her skirt. Chrissie turned to face him. As she reached behind her waist to the zip she stared straight into his eyes. “You obviously enjoy inflicting punishment but can you take it?” “Now come on Mrs Bernham,” said the head “you still have ten slaps to go.” Chrissie unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, revealing her. As she pulled her shirt off, her tits gracefully popped out and began to sway with her rocking hips. I went to grab them, but the rope around my hands stopped me. She smiled and whispered, “frustrating, isn’t it?”Just as I began to feel her pussy juices encroach through my pants, she began to pull my pants down. My dick flopped against my belly with a meaty whack.She traced her hands along my chest, down to my belly, and began to trace around my dick with the tip of her finger.“You’re a big.