’ ‘I’ll bet. And when I do this?’ Suzie gave him a series of quick little squeezes. John stifled a groan. He spread his legs more and scooted ...orward on the seat. ‘Yeah, that’s nice too.’ ‘It’s okay, John. Let it feel nice.’ She stroked his cock steadily with her foot, anchoring her heel against his thigh. She ran her tongue over her lips. ‘Almost mine, aren’t you babe?’ she said. He gave a quiet groan, barely audible over the mambo. ‘Oh, yeah, John. Getting close, aren’t we?’ John nodded. He. I sat at your kitchen table as you turned up the heating and put on the kettle for some coffee. We'd both been out at Christmas parties and the tequila (mine) and the wine (yours) was making us both a little sleepy. It was less awkward this time, partly because of the alcohol we'd both consumed and partly because of the darkness, I've always felt more at home in the night.You liked my shoes, you said as I leant over and slipped them off slowly, your eyes following my movement as my dress gaped. ’ I spread my lips and Steve moved in between my legs—his feet firmly planted on the bathroom floor as he slid his cock up and down my slit, ‘Baby Sis, there is sure a lot of cum in your pussy—wonder where that came from?’ As his cock rubbed and circled my clit again and again, I sighed, ‘Oh… Oh… Feels sooo… sooo… good… More Steve… Don’t stop.’ ‘Steve smiled, ‘Time for a leg lock, Baby Sis.’ I wrapped my legs just below Steve’s ass, crossed my ankles, squeezing him as tight as I could with my. “For starters, I like my meat…tender” said Mr. Beckett as I heard him taking off his belt.I wanted to move, but my body still wouldn’t respond, and even if I could, I was way too sore to anything anyway.In just a matter of seconds, I felt the hard leather belt hit my ass. My body shook in pain as I let out a painful grunt.“How unsatisfying, you don’t seem to enjoy it all too much, but I assure you, in no time at all you’ll be pleading me for more” said Mr. Beckett as he lashed me with his belt.