Suddenly I felt a chill in the air. Slap! my cold ass stung with his slap. Tears welled in my eyes as he rubbed at my sore bum cheek. But my pussy ga...e away how I really felt, still dripping in anticipation. He teased me with the tip of his cock, running it up and down my saturated slit. I began to moan out again and wriggle my hips insistently. Slap! This time harder. "Patience!" he admonished. How could he be so patient? I thought. I was desperate for another release! Without warning he. .."ohhhhhhh yes Sir, please Sir" she cries. The crop falls faster and harder onto her ass and back as she moans and cries in pleasure, feeling her excitement rising, knowing He is watching her responses, her body awakened by His touch. He walks in front of her, His erect cock directly in her view and lays down the crop, choosing instead a glove of soft calf skin and begins to stroke her back, the soft velvety texture a whisper against her hot skin. The glove moving lower on her back, her body. She wore a pleated skirt, a red one, with a black halter top thing that exposed her tummy as it stretched upward. Marcia's straight brown hair had been fluffed and curled so it didn't look so totally limp like it usually did. She even wore some makeup, but too much of it like some of the mall brats I went to school with. I thought she looked kind of pathetic and I really hoped she wouldn't start crying or something."I mean ... I'm sorry," I sighed. "I didn't mean it like that." Yeah." She just. ‘The wetter the better.’ That was it. Jenni grabbed the edge of the sink tighter for balance as Hank caressed her nipples lightly and pulled them between his thumb and finger. ‘Ohhh….that feels nice. Ummmmmm.’ Jenni backed up against Hank and rubbed her rear against him in pleasure. In response, Hank pushed his hardening prick against Jenni’s bottom with vigor and growled. Low moans and animal sounds of passion escaped from Jenni unedited as Hank pulled on one proud nipple, then the other, then.