My mouth watered in anticipation of what would come next.I ran the tip of my tongue through the slit in the head of his penis and collected the pre-cu... that had formed there. I could hear a quiet moan slip through his lips. I grasped him in my hand and his cock felt alive as it pulsed and fluttered.Teasingly, I ran my tongue up and down the veined underside of his cock, which elicited primal moans from his lips. The more I toyed with him, the more pre-cum leaked from the head of his penis. I. As I did so, he walked over and placed the cane across my hand before raising it over his shoulder and bringing it back down with such force I thought he had broken my fingers. I looked and saw a welt rise across the palm and the tears were flowing again.”Other hand!”I was in a trance as I slowly raised my right hand and, as the cane lashed down, I let out an almighty scream. I was told to put my blazer and coat back on and was given an envelope and booklet. I was to copy out the booklet but,. I increased the tempo, pumping her faster and faster, holding her hips as she braced herself and pushed back into me. I was out of my mind with lust as I watched her in the mirror, changing the tempo and watching how she responded. She was moaning loudly and pleading almost incoherently, "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me. Fuck me." I continued a nice slowing fucking and she was gently rolling her head, tossing her hair to and fro. I asked, "Has your husband ever fucked your ass?" "No, he's way too big,". “You didn’t cum in me, did you?” You can’t cum in me!! Oh, God! What did we do? Oh, Jesus!” She was having a full-blown panic attack.”Does it look like I came?” was all I said. Her glance at my cock-still at full attention-provided her with the answer. “But you came! You really made your pussy cum! You are one hot bitch!” I whooped and pushed her down on the bed. I covered her with my body. My cock slipped back into her now-slick cunny. I started stroking. She tried again to push me off.”You.