He knows the punishment for brushing his hand against my breast is 20 lashes of the whip against his back.I'm not one of those dommes that makes a gam... of punishment. I want my sub to do what I tell him to do, and not worry about it anymore. Otherwise, why have a sub? I admit, sometimes I'm tempted to twist my body so Mark's hand "accidentally" brushes my breast while he lights my cigarette, so I can punish him, but what's the point? Playing with him that way is not worth shaking his confidence. He moved his body back and forth a bit and seemingly needed to prep himself. Although no one knew how long any of us could last, we'd all find out soon.I released so much juice; I nearly thought I had lost weight. I tried to console myself as well, just breathing slowly and tensing my body up, but with me going into uncharted territory both physically and mentally, it was all futile.I jerked around as if I was possessed, and having a demon sucked out of me. The oral pleasure was just that. So you didnt forget. Damn… We came back late, as usual, but this night neither of us had to worry about covertly peeking at the other. We fucked again and again. I was definitely going to miss her. We lay there in the fresh golden striped light. The sounds of the dawn from the lazy city restricted to the occasional whir of cars on the road below our window and unfamiliar bird calls. Somewhere far off the sea reminded us of its presence with an undulating whisper. A new dawn. With new meaning. I held my erect monster and started rubbing it from excitement. This gave me a sense of satisfaction. I was enjoying watching a naked woman in my bedroom with sexy legs in high heels. I kissed Suzana’s mouth and lips and we got really more excited. I laid her on the bed and started kissing again. She closed her eyes as my lips parted and engulfed hers and my hands rested on her hips. Suzana bent down and licked, kissed and sucked my erect cock feeling the sweetness of my precum. Her hands.