A groan escaped her lips. Her pace sped up as she imagined rubbing her clit against him. To feel the head of his cock against her opening. Her clit st...rted to swell as she traced it with her finger. Like lightning, her pleasure struck and she needed to cum. Sticking one finger in her soft pussy, and the palm of her hand against her clit, she started to move. She gently rocked on her hand, imagining a hard cock in its place, she started to pant. Breathing heavily, she felt light headed; she was. He surveyed her, his eyes cool, as he asked her how late she had been. She knew he knew so not to lie as it could be painful, so in a clear voice she said “35 minutes master.” He nodded, “I made it 34,” then he pointed to his knee she knew the form; she knelt and then lay over his lap. “34 minutes late that`s 34 blows.” She felt very relieved when his hand descended, he had been know to use his came to good effect and 34 punishment strokes would have somewhat made sitting at work on Monday. As he bumped it, she suddenly squeezed down on his dick, and immobilized him for a second, until the pressure backed off a bit. He pulled out, and pushed back, bumping the barrier, repeating the process until resistance ended abruptly a few strokes later."OK, so far?" he asked, and got a moan of pleasure in reply. Taking that as a good sign, he started pumping in and out, keeping the head of his cock beyond the site of her former hymen until he was completely inserted. He started slow stroking,. Groggy I went in and splashed cold water on my face. Ginger didn’t even stir.In the garage I found a penlight and my leather gardening gloves. When I went out the backdoor, the neighborhood was silent. There was a full moon, and I didn’t need the penlight to see as I made my way through the field to my neighbor’s house.I unlocked and opened the French doors in the back. The house was dark and quiet. The only noise I heard was from the air conditioning. Even so, it seemed way too warm, but then.