I continued to rub her clit and stroke her pussy lips feeling her getting wetter as her juices started to gently flow and lowered my head to her ass c...eeks kissing her ass hard almost biting her wanting to taste her flesh in my mouth , as my fingers sliped inside of her now soaked pussy , she gripped my fingers inside of her moving her ass back and forth as I kissed her and fingered her pussy , our lusty desires took hold as she bucked against my fingers in her and I continued to kiss her. She held his gaze as she wriggled into the harness that held her own hard pale pink cock, his eyes flickered downwards as she rubbed lube onto it, his hand slipped down to his own cock, using her spit, slowing rubbing up and down, cupping his balls, fingering his soft puffy asshole , his eyes back on hers. He was so ready for her.She spread his cheeks wide, his ass open, deep and ready, he wanted her to slide her cock into him desperately, she'd readied him well. She knelt between his thighs. But yet more deceit. I think she needs another lesson. Would you agree? Care to use that imagination again?A furious Mistress Pam.TO - Night NurseFROM - MasterYes you did deserve to be punished harshly and I'm glad that you agreed that your punishment was suitable and that you carried it out to the full. Well done. You neglected to say where you branded yourself. Was it where I directed?In answer to your question, the punishment was my idea and not the Americans. You still have his ordeal yet. It was like handling his dirty underwear. I didn’t really want to touch any of it.It was still drizzling in Seattle, a gray, cold, wetness that felt like it had settled in for the season. It gets down into my bones and I decided there was no remedy but a bowl of Phó from a Vietnamese shop up at the Market. Maizie and I wound our way through the maze of tunnels and elevators that would get us from the Waterfront up to the Market and I ordered at the outdoor counter. At least they had an awning.