And I needed more.I left her kneeling against her window trying to pull herself together. Our meeting was long overdue.Jesus, just the thought of how ... literally spilled my load down her throat last night has my cock twitching and thickening even now.I smile at the thought of her coming home tonight and witnessing the little show I have planned, this doesn't help lessen the swelling which is now making my pants so uncomfortable. I grip and rearrange myself trying to ease the pressure, then pick. The dominatrix working with Andy approached, whip in her hand. She flicked the whip across her thighs and lower belly. I could see red marks rising but, by then, I knew she was not in a lot of pain. I mean that I had just been hit harder than that. Again and again, the whip flicked as Andy groaned in exquisite agony.“YES! THANK YOU, MISTRESS! YES! YESSSSSSS, OH GOD. YES. WHIP ME. WHIP ME. I’M CUMMMMMMINNGGGGGGG.”Her pussy started pumping lubrication. You could literally see it spurt. Her back. It had been socially unacceptable, but I knew that I would have gone back and done it again if I gave in to my extreme sexual desires and fantasies. I tried not to think of it, but as I continued to cum multiple times, the pictures raced through my head and eventually both of the toys were ejected from my wet and gaping hole as I exploded and screamed out loud while my body was wracked with one spasm after another. I was having an orgasm similar to a seizure and I couldn’t stop as I fingered my. She guided my hands to her luscious ass cheeks within her dress.“Right now, I am wearing a one piece silky light blue nightgown, you can say its a see through as well. it has a slit in the midriff. The dress is also open at the back with a single string holding up my breasts. What do you think about this dear? Does it fit well to your imagination?” Mrs Patel exclaimed while describing her dress. She guided my hands from her ass to the front of her dress, allowing me to grope and feel every.