"Jenna that is really hot- whats up with that?" Laura asks."Oh... well if you're up for one hella party today, ima wear it mami, what you think?" Jenn... says while holding the barely covering "dress" to her body.Laura blushes so bad her pale cheeks grow rosy, making her look more embarrassed than she actually was. Jenna grinned and giggled seductively sinister at Laura who asked where the party was."Oh its not far from here..." Jenna sips her drink and walks away to the fridge to get a long. We seem to be missing one participant, however. Does anyone know where Miss Donnache is?"One of the girls near the front spoke up. "She went home, fully dressed. Word is, she was supposed to be exempt in the first place." Well, that is disappointing. However, we do have one live model. John, would you please come up here?" I don't know what she was expecting. Probably either some emotional outburst or a confident strut. But from her reaction, it was clear that she was not expecting the. .. and I bury my face in my raised arms which hang over the arm of the chair. You pull down the panties. I wait, breathing hard in anticipation. There is moisture between my legs. This feeling both embarrasses and arouses me.You spank. Each stroke on my bare skin stings, and I jump just a little. After 6 strokes you stop... and take the time to explore and observe my most private areas.Even though I am softly crying, from the sting and the humiliation of being punished, I spread my legs. We looked into each other’s eyes for a moment, then kissed again, breathing each other in for a long time. While we kissed I fumbled around trying to find the right spot. Not willing to let go of her with one arm to help me in my quest, I pushed my hips forward and poked and prodded until I felt the head of my dick lodge within her. When I found it we were locked in our embrace and our kiss and I was looking at her closed eyelids. Her eyes sprang open and looked into mine and I thrust myself.