“Just a minute. Where are you going?”I looked at her, confused. “I was going to go and change before I called Mark to come get me.”“I didn�...t give you permission to use my phone and you don’t need to change. You’re going to need that outfit tomorrow anyway. Start walking.”“B-but I can’t walk home like this,” I protested.“Then stay here. I really don’t care.” Sheila turned on her heel and entered the house. I sighed and started walking home.I began walking home, in the obscenely small bikini that. She was such fun to talk to, the energetic way she was taking in information and her pleasant demeanor made even macro-economics interesting. A gorgeous woman who actually understands economic principles was a rare find. ‘Thanks for taking the time to help. This is starting to make sense. Gruber can be so dull at times. I wish I had taken these classes with you instead.’ She spoke with pleasant appreciation. I hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by her kindness. ‘Well, I only teach one. Understand that kind of love that we have. He just needs this and so do I.”“Yeah, well, I need this now. Count each slap, thank me for it, and beg me for another ... and mean it!” Julian demanded, even as Sandy joined him in the room.“Master, what shall I do?” Sandy begged her lover, though they both already planned this bit of theater.“Handcuff her. There, now get out your notebook while I beat her repeatedly with this strap. She is to count each swat, thank me for it, and beg me for another.. When that happened, then I’d push the whole length of my cock, which isn’t all that long anyway, into her until my pubes were rubbing her ass crack and her sphincter had clamped down on my shaft. Only then did I begin to withdraw from her.I’d fuck her ass slowly to begin and then gradually build up speed until my thighs were slapping her in a rhythm that sounded more like a hard, fast spanking. Smack, smack, smack, over and over again, until I had to stop to catch my breath. Usually, at that.