I'm enjoying it and you will be begging me soon to stop. I promise you that."She moaned in pleasure. Let him "torture" her this way all he wanted. She...could take it. He was fondling her boobs now. She sighed as he gripped the huge base and slowly worked his way to the nipple cresting the top. Once there, he lightly brushed across the nipple with his fingernail. The hardness contrasted beautifully with the softness of his touch.Then she shrieked in sudden surprise. His hand had been replaced. “Continue.” “Please sir, I need to be punished.” She cried out again when I hit the exact same spot. “Remember what I said, Amelia. You must not cry out.” “Thank you sir, I needed to be punished. Please, sir, I need to be punished more.” I smacked her ass as hard as I could twice in a row and she let out a small shriek. “Remove your tie.” I demanded. She did as I told her and I used it to gag her. “I told you not to cry out, and you did not listen. I am the teacher here and you will do as I. I sat on the floor between his knees looking at his softened cock lying on his thigh. What a shame they don’t stay hard forever. His ball sack had relaxed and was hanging loose between his legs. I put my hand under it and joggled them in my fingers, feeling the balls move around inside. I still wanted more. I pulled my shorts and pants off and sat on the couch with my back against the arm rest. I put one leg either side of him so my cunt was open and facing him. “My turn” I said. . In fact, he hurried so much he stopped using his cane.Noticing the difference as they approached the hotel, Bonnie remarked, “Your foot’s better.”“It’s been better. It still gets tired, but the cane is part of the image I need to portray.”“Were you really hurting when you came to my place?”“Yes, Bonnie, I was. Besides, I didn’t know who you were or what your circumstances were. I used none of that to get to your door or get a drink of water. Now, please sit here on the porch for a minute, I’ll.