His breathing increased rapidly as he slipped his finger into my wetness and slowly brought it up to my swollen clit. I rolled my head back and moane... and he took one of my nipples into his mouth as he began rubbing my button harder. I grabbed his shoulders and began grinding against his finger as he kissed me hard before withdrawing his finger and tasting my honey. He moaned and smiled at me and I climbed off his lap to remove my panties. As I slid them down he unzipped his jeans and. Equally, although relaxed Ellie was also becoming more aware of her impending predicament as she focussed on the spanking bench and the two Correctional Officers who were about to discipline her. Both Correctional Officers stood next to the spanking bench, and the assistant said curtly, “On the bench Watson.” The bench was all leather and Ellie could see her bottom will be at about the same height as the arm of an armchair or sofa and was elevated in the middle so her bottom will be raised for. I told her I was writing an account of the evening and she asked if she could contribute a few memories to it as well…When I was married to my first wife we had great sex but simply not enough for me (I had a couple of affairs because I needed more) but, ironically, on several occasions, we had very sexy activities with others. This was one of the most spectacular. At this time my wife and I had had a few experiences with others ... threesomes (with her best friend) and foursomes with two other. At least her rapist was going for pleasure and not pain.But then she remembers other things about her rapist. How he was covered in a thin film of oil over a furry pelt, the mane around his head, and his face- oh my god! That's not a human face! Her pussy was dripping from the pleasure but her mind suddenly snaps to an image of fear. What the fuck was it that raped her?Finally getting back to her car, she tries to get her seatbelt on to get to a hospital when there's an unexpected obsticle. She.