For this I get my nipple twisted painfully. I feel dirty and naughty - this is what I wanted, wasn't? - He senses this. With no warning cock is remove... and he is gone. I feel the sharp crack of a cane before I hear it. The skin is burning on my bottom, again the crack of the cane, tears well up in my eye' s the wrong way and run up my forehead. I cry so I get more. Another and another, the pain is so great that I piss myself; I feel the warm liquid running down my body and into my hair and onto. Brinn was an expert at getting us off, but no man could ever understand how to push a woman’s buttons as well as a woman can.So when Brinn went away and our bed suddenly seemed like it was about an acre big, we didn’t suffer nearly as much as Brinn did, who had to go back to using his own hand.And that’s why it didn’t go well.Brinn was frantic, at first. We’d never been separated. We’d always slept in the same bed. It must have been like the first time he left home, and he got homesick, and it. Now they look like a cow's udders, to be milked and ignored. I move around her, her back is tanned and taut, the backbone leading my eyes to the crack of her arse. 

Her arse is prominent, but then that is the reason for the frame. I stand behind her, coolly surveying the view. I used to love what I can see but now I despise it. Her fat arse cheeks stand out and her tied legs spread them provocatively. But now I just see plump pink cunt lips thrusting between her arse crack and a dirty brown. I devised a careful plan. I discovered the elevator that he took to his office, and I stood in front of it waiting for him. We got on together, it was so exciting and I found him so irresistible. He could not avoid getting close to me, but alas nothing happened. Why hadn’t I said something? I guess I just wanted to feel his warm body and his breath on me.All the while we were engaged in deliriously heated exchanges at night on xhamster, still exchanging email after email about the most erotic.