Suddenly I felt cold metal clamp down simultaneously on my nipples. I cried out. In an instant, you had swept me off my feet and over your knee. Your ...and rubbed my lace-covered ass as goose bumps covered my skin in anticipation. All the waiting ended for me with a sharp slap to my ass. I gasped at the intensity you displayed. Slap slap slap! Three more slaps against my ass. My breast swayed with each slap so the weighted nipple clamps pulled hard at my nipples. Again, you spanked me. Slap slap. My hand cupped her lips, as my tongue reached just above. Now I could smell her, but where I would previously, have been repulsed at the very thought of it, now I was intoxicated. I breathed her in, I felt my lust rising. I wanted to take this girl where she had taken me. I wanted to make her scream with joy, as I had done.I lost my control, my fingers almost dived between her lips, forcing them wide, I gazed into her hole, I didn’t know what to expect but I knew immediately that I loved it. I. She looks at me, a little incredulous at first, but when I smile at her tracing my deep cleavage with a finger she relaxes and slowly smiles back.I pick up my drink and walk over to join them. She is sitting on a bar stool with her back to the bar talking to Chris. Already my pussy is so wet the inside of my thighs are wet. "Hi, I'm Samantha," I introduce myself. "Cindy," she replies with a somewhat shy but very sexy smile."It's nice to meet you," I say leaning in so she can hear me and placing. Francois looked like a real hick, but a very sexy hick. He stood around five-feet-ten tall and had a well-proportioned body. Francois had recently turned twenty-one and was a real farmer boy. He always looked sloppy and the clothes he wore were generally smeared with earth, grease, or whatever else he encountered during a working day. The jet black hair on his head always looked unkempt and in need of a haircut, and the hair on his face, in sore need of a clipping.Francois was rather crass at.