The lady said that Fran and I could remain dressed until another esthetician was available. “Fran and I are actually more comfortable this way.” I...imagine her thinking something on the order of “to each her own ... idea of propriety.”Jan complained, “Alice told me she had 14 servers but only 11 showed. I wish today’s young women cared about keeping promises.”Jan conferred with the estheticians then came to me telling me that I was the hostess. You seem to prefer nude so come with me.” I. Good boy.” With a nod, the beating began again, the suffering inflicted on me, even greater than before, bringing me quickly to the sobbing tears that she wanted. As I squirmed and thrashed involuntarily, her petting turned to holding my head in place, buried in her breasts. Even through the agony, the unbearable agony, my heart danced for joy as she whispered praise into my ear, “Such a pleasing little boy. I love holding an obedient slave like this, knowing they're trying to keep still but. But I was, I starred at my palms, remembering the feeling of his cock in my hands, it was a lot larger then I thought, it had to be at least eight inches. “Wait” I shook my head, “No, this is wrong.” I said and walked back outside.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ We walked back into the house; we had been outside for about three hours and decided to go in for some lunch. “What do you want to eat?” he asked. “Umm… I don’t know.” I. The kissing became the most intense and passionate as I have ever had in my life.Her hips moving in gentle tandem to mine, her hands clasping tightly against my ass, my left hand clasping both her cheeks and pushing her into me, my other hand on her breasts massaging and feeling her melons.My thrusts varied from deep penetrating long ones to quick in outs, our moans being stifled by our glued together lips. She had orgasmed maybe four or five times each time I could feel her quiver all over.