She talked about Henry's new job, working for some security firm. I talked to her about my upcoming weekend, which would be going on a camping trip to...the beach. All the while during the meal, two thoughts kept going through my head: "She kissed me! I'm her hero! She kissed me! I'm her hero!"When the meal ended, and the waiter came, I already had my American Express card out. I had promised that it was my treat, and I wanted to remain her hero. Bobbie asked me if I wanted her to pay the tip,. I heard my Master Vincent beside me groan. “That’s the way bitch. Swallow Sam’s cock and enjoy Steve’s big cock rammed in your ass.”“Hurry up.” Someone else moaned. I looked up as Stan pulled his cock out of my mouth until only his mushroom shaped cock head was remaining in my mouth. I was surrounded by my Master’s fellow guards. They were all stroking their hard cocks.“Shit I can’t wait until you finish Sam, Steve.” One of the black guards moaned splashing my hair and face with his. I have had strippers do that before but this was far more intense given the show that I had been watching. She sat up and immediately went back to kissing my wife but kept her hand on my cock and kept squeezing and stroking. After a few minutes she then replaced her hand with my wife’s hand and stood up. She got down on her knees and moved between my wife’s legs. She spread my wife’s legs apart which caused her skirt to slide up all the way around her waist revealing her bright red lace. After fifteen swats, Mr. Smith said, “Melissa, you are taking this very well. There are only five swats left. Please count them out loud and say ‘Thank you, sir’ after each swat.”SWAT!“One, Thank you, sir.” Now it was very hard for Melissa to stay in position. She whished that she could stand up and rub her poor hurting bottom.SWAT!“Two, Thank you, sir.”SWAT!“Three, Thank you, sir.” Now Melissa didn’t even care that her legs were spread apart and she was totally exposed to everyone. She.