Then I heard her rubbing oil between her hands. Suddenly her palms slid down the inside of my thighs. And this time they were closer to my pussy than ...ver before.My breath stopped. I felt my racing pulse between my legs. I was certain: Amelie would feel the throbbing if she finally put a finger between my legs!Slowly, very slowly, her hands moved up and down. Again, and again she brushed past my most sensitive parts, missed the outer lines of my labia. She teased and caressed me in an almost. " he asked as he relaxed and moved slightly away from me. It was actually a question I had never been asked before.Before he had completed the sentence, I felt my fist slide around the thick tubular column that was his cock! The touch of it was magical! Without instruction, I began to jack the large organ with a knowing stroke, having stroked my own so very often. I knew how it would feel to him, but was surprised by the pleasure it was giving me. As my strokes grew longer and bolder, I. She put the whip down and went to the back of the booth to a rack of equipment. She slowly perused the various options and finally said, "Ah. This one, I think." She picked what looked to Quinn like a wicked looking paddle. It was made of two leather straps attached front-to-back to a wooden handle. She approached Quinn and tapped the paddle on Quinn's skirt, then reached back and brought the paddle down hard. The paddle made a tremendously loud "SLAP!" that startled Quinn enough to make her. " She said "And you're gonnalove every minute of it aren't you slut." She clamped her hands next toher tush and stuck her tits out and presented them to herself, she followedthis with a few body stretches followed by a deep breath. That can come later,first she wanted to take a nice warm shower to relax her mind and body. Shestuck the veggies in the fredge and put all the others on the dining roomtable, and put all the bedroom items in the closet. She struggled out of herred turtleneck sweater.