Now her juices are running.Sir Edward realises this is working out better than he could have hoped and turns to adjust the discomfort in his breeches....��Bend over the end of the bed,” he instructs and picks up the tawse.’Thwack’,’thwack’, ‘thwack’, ‘thwack’, ‘thwack’, ‘thwack’. He is impressed by her bravery. He traces the marks on her firm buttock cheeks, allowing two fingers to slip into her moist slit.“Oh, Sir, please don’t,” she whimpers.“I will do as I please,” he responds, “and from the. That's something one shouldn't do.I was lucky in college. I did well in my studies and I met a wonderful girl there. Her name was Cheryl Watkins. I couldn't believe that she liked me. She was such a pretty thing, about 5' 3" tall, a little heavy, but not really obese. I never did learn what her measurements were, but suffice it to say that she was beautiful in form as well as face, at least to me. She had to wear glasses, the lenses were a little thick, but she was thinking of getting contacts.. I eagerly rifle through the bag and find the butt plug, which I find to my surprise is of the vibrating kind. I unbuckle my belt and drop my trousers. My cock bursts forward in pulses at the front of Emmy’s panties. I take a moment to slip my hand down inside the front of the panties to pull the condom back fully on to my cock and get comfortable. With my left hand I pick up the butt plug, and with my right I reach around and pull Emmy’s panties to the side. I notice just how warm they are. My. "Woman. I suppose that's the price to pay for what I do for a living." She noticed me looking at her. "What are you looking at?" she asked, nastily."Nothing, sorry," I said. I went back to my drink and sipped it. I felt my head starting to spin as I was getting a bit tipsy. "Just you look like someone I know."She sighed. "I'm sorry. I was supposed to have met up with this girl for a drink and fun tonight but she never showed. I didn't mean to take it out on you," she explained."No worries," I.