Kissing her hard, his hands reached into the top of her shirt again, pulling her boobs out of her blouse as he sucked on them and nibbled her nipples....Kristen moaned and writhed beneath him, her pussy on fire with need..."Oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, PLEASE..." she begged. She didn't even care that her outfit was getting dirty or that the blouse was ripping.Jack lined his dick up with her sopping hole and thrust in... gasping at her tightness, yet it was so easy for him to slide in all the way. "And you took it too, didn't you? Evenly spaced strokes, absolutely parallel. You weren't struggling, were you?"It never occurred to me that I'd be betrayed by the marks of Ylena's cane, but it was true. "No, Mistress," I say remembering how I'd lain so still, desperate for each successive blow."This is very good work." I feel a single finger tracing the line of one of my wheals. "In fact I think... " She breaks off as if she's decided on something. She goes across to one of the racks on the. An instant later, my knees shook uncontrollably as Tony’s probing fingers found their mark, stroking the sensitive underside of my swelling clitoris in short, rapid movements. Even in my teens, I had never been fingered as expertly as this and before I realised what was happening, my was shaking as a small but totally unexpected orgasm rippled through me, right there in my own hallway.“Tony... Tony...” I mumbled, massively aroused but absurdly embarrassed.“Come…” he whispered.His hand was. Vivian ... then some of you, with her and her staff.” Beth winked at Bobby Joe. She knew Bobby Joe had her hooked, and it was just a matter of trying to get her to relax more. Beth quickly pulled him across the room to whisper... “But, I’ve never taken on this kind of task before. I’m not sure we can change her to make her look like you, Lynn, and Becky,” Bobby Joe said, as he and Beth stood across the small room from the others.“I have seen the changes you can accomplish, when you are in the.