So now it wasn’t just being watched by Monica whilst being spanked. Now she was going to be spanked by her as well. How bad was that? From what Moni...a had said she was certainly used to dishing out a hard spanking so that was also something for Nina to worry about. Slowly though she thought again about her fantasy of being spanked by another woman, other than her Mum, and she did find Monica just the sort of dominant woman she could relate to, obey even, and eventually told herself could easily. You could almost cut the sexual tension with a knife when I paused for a second, feeling the immediate reaction of my erection. Though all Mary did was pause and go a delightful shade of pink. Presuming it was an accident, I put discretion ahead of valour and moved through the door, swallowing to hide my nerves as Mary regained her composure ... somewhat.Yet the dice were cast. When I re-entered the kitchen I deliberately passed as close to Mary as I could without actually touching her. I heard. I am already so slick that there is no discomfort or even any need to accommodate. They just slide in as though they have always belonged there. Steadily, rhythmically, but slowly, he works them in and out of my engorged pussy. The sensation is beyond delightful.Unconsciously, I let out a moan that is a cross between a barn cat’s purr and the howl of a north wind blowing through a west Texas canyon. Ben takes that as affirmation and quickens his pace. With the thumb of his other hand, he twice. It said “Nice spot gurl, you did well. They liked you and want to book you! There is a red feather boa for sale in the charity shop, go now but it and ask for the rest of the bag. They should fit you! I shall be in contact soon. S xxx.”I was not sure what to expect but got out an empty rucksack to carry whatever the “rest” was. It might only have been a 5 minute walk to the charity shop but felt a lot longer. There was a red boa in the window at an absolutely silly price, too expensive for a.