Even though she was well restrained, she still managed to moveher arse a little. The weights on her now purple tits clinked together loudlyas she desp...ratly tried to avoid her most hated implement of punishment.He inserted the end of the cane into hersopping hole, and rubbed the wet end over her top lip. Her tongue greedilylicked at the tip, making sure she got all the juice. Sighing deeply, she knewit would not be long. The first stroke of the dreaded cane camefrom nowhere and she was not. She had rings on nearly every finger and these weren’t costume stuff. A couple of necklaces, several bracelets on each wrist, and of course, her extravagant wedding set, completed her look. This gal was wearing a freaking jewelry store. She extended a languid hand and I took it. ‘How lovely that you could join our annual retreat. I hope you and your handsome husband have a wonderful time.’ My, god. The two of them were a matched set. My next introduction was to the CFO who looked astonishingly. I just said softly "come here." I led her over to the other packing table that was behind the wall where customers couldn't see and sat her down and sat beside her. I said, "I want to show you something" and I laid her onto her back and lay on my side beside her.I told her to close her eyes and gently stroked her hair. I kissed her ear and whispered "so beatiful" as I ran my other hand smoothly up her leg to her stomache. I continued to play with her hair and slid my hand under her shirt and. ‘Noon?!’ Since she started working full time, Jaz’s body clock had adjusted to being an early riser. She would allow herself to sleep in on the weekends, but never this late. He cocked his head at her as he shut the shower off, and they grabbed a towel each. ‘Do you have somewhere to be?’ ‘No. I’ve never slept in that late before.’ ‘Well, you did wake up earlier and participated in some extraneous activity.’ Emmett tapped a finger against his chin, as if in thought. She laughed and slapped.