When he was cleaned up and in dry clothes and relaxing with his armaround Charlotte's shoulder his hand slipping inside the blouse, hemakes the commen....'I think you enjoyed that?''Only trying to repay you for the pleasure you give me''But you were really good, like you really wanted it yourself''Maybe''Would you do it again''Maybe''Would you put your hand inside next time?''Err maybe'That was enough for Nial, he could see the resistance crumbling.There next time together was a Sunday evening,. I didn't help you out right way, though. First I had to smear sauce on those jaunty thighs, and lick and nibble them clean -- driving you near darn crazy. Finally, though, I took pity on you and took my brush and painted that throbbing, pulsing rock of yours in sauce -- being careful not to forget your little essentials, of course!By the time I finished licking you clean, you were writhing, moaning, and calling out some unmentionable words, quite nicely! And my how hard you were when I took you. “Very good. Should be HG021 next, then 22, 23 and so on. This time, can you just tie up the blouse in a knot so that it’s well above the waistline. Thanks.”Lauren went back into the clothes room and slipped of the first pair, leaving them fairly tidily on the floor. The second pair fitted just as well, and Lauren walked quickly out to find the yellow spot. Marlene took both pictures.“Just a thought, why not bring the whole pile out here. I won’t look, promise!” said Marlene.Lauren scooted back. “Good, I wouldn’t want to have to punish you.” She slapped the crop down hard on the back of my thigh, white hot pain and lust shot through me making my pussy muscles clench. I knew she would never harm me, hurt me and use me yes, but never harm. “I want you to count for me and thank me for each one.” “Yes Mistress.” I loved this, the warming up, the foreplay. The crop came down hard again, this time on my back. The pain and lust were impossible to differentiate and my nipples became hard to.