She sucked air into her lungs at a rate no pure bred human could have anticipated or tolerated. Its potent effects were immediate, her pulsing nipples...tripled in size, threatening to dwarf her breasts. Her vulva was split asunder by a rocketing erection and thick, bubbling juice polled on the floor after streaming down her legs. All of this took place in a mere fraction of a human heartbeat. Jenna's right hand smashed heavily in to the solid clitoral shaft, her face folded in agony.As if from a. Those lovely buns, hips, and legs were pure sex and we both knew it. Hell, Ryan, her fiance, clearly knew it as well. Any chance to resume our affair, make it nice and hot and heavy, so much the better. The knowledge that she still squished around with my cum and that she didn’t have her panties on anymore only made things even more intense with her. Steve the waiter now owned that pair, but Ryan would probably assume that I did.With any luck, that would excite him more.An hour and an Uber. She’s allowed me to still be her friend. I’m grateful as hell for that, and I really don’t care what you think or say, what matters to me is her and her well-being.”Daisy sat down on the loveseat. “You’ve gotten a lot better at using your charisma to smooth over situations since we last met.”“Or I’ve genuinely become a better person.”“Or you’ve genuinely become a better person.” she acknowledged. “But I really have no way of proving that. You can’t blame me for being skeptical.”“If anything,. If either of you moves as much as an eyebrow, you will get the same punishment”.At this point, I turned to Miss Jenkins and asked: “What do you think an appropriate punishment would be?” “Well” begin Miss Jenkins, “the one of the websites that Jenny was visiting was about bondage and spanking. Why don’t we start there?”“Yes, an excellent idea!” I agreed. I then instructed Jenny to come around my desk, and lay across my lap. Her breasts rested on my left thigh, and her crotch straddled my.