Kent said quietly, pushing down herback, forcing her dancing buttocks to stay in place. "the more attitude yougive, the more strokes you'll get," A lo...d scream filled the room, as he struckMarie again on her buttocks, noting with interest, that a red welt had appearedwhere he had previously struck. Marie's ass danced around in pain, but obedientlystood up again, after he warned her. Again and again, he struck her buttocksand her thighs, ignoring her loud screams and pleas, relishing the power. After a few messages I determined that Bill wasn’t his real name and that he had reasons for discretion as well.I am Morgan. And as far as a connection, I am more interested in the touch of another man’s body more than the need of being touched. Hence the massage. But I am not closed minded about other things. I am a very cautious person. I need to get to know someone before I do much else with someone. I can’t afford to bring anything home to the wife. I’m also known by MANY people in the. . understanding."I gave a small snort of disbelief. "I haven't understood anything. It's not every day that I get offered the services of not jut one but three attractive and sexy women. I'm just going with the flow." She gave a twitch of a grin. "So you owe me nothing. On the other hand, if you'd like to tell me more about Mary Jamieson, I'm all ears. I confess I find her a fascinating woman."She flushed. "Please, Paul. That just makes it worse."I took her hands in mine. "I'm sorry. I'll. I saw how she looked at you when you caught us together. She likes you a lot." But, how? Like? How would I get her to do it?" Bill was sure now of the woman's intent and he played along with it.His organ was in a state of full erection, now, and the woman was becoming excited by it and by her salacious plan, also. What had been, at first, just a means of securing his secrecy, had become a lewdly exciting adventure. She tried to imagine the expression on the young creature's face when she first.