I spanked her mound not softly as she uttered a soft cry, passionately,” ohhh fuck me, now fuck me with that cock of yours master. My pussy is dying...to be ravaged,” I was in complete control of the slut now. I slapped her face which showed red marks accross her cheeks. I then took off my shorts and became nude. My cock throbbed and hit my stomach in lust for the naked beauty lying at my feet. I felt like a king as she begged me to spank her. to hurt her. Instead of spanking her which she was. "Oh, I've got pounds and simply pounds!" It will be quite expensive. Especially if it's made to measure." Five shillings? Seven and six? More? Ten shillings? Fifteen?" At least fifteen. Pounds! Maybe thirty or forty. I don't know. I've never bought a custom bra before." Custom. Another one of your silly words. I suppose it means ridiculously expensive." Probably," Russ laughed. "Where are you going?" To put my dress back on. If anyone sees me like this, I don't know what I'll do. I would have. I pulled my warm robe more tightly around my waist and wiggled my toes in my fluffy slippers. What to do? What to do? My attention was grabbed by a yellow post-it note stuck to the inside of my skull. It said “condi?”That’s something to do. Grabbing my dictionary from its place beside my desk, I flipped through the pages to words starting with “condi.” There were words like “condition” and then “condiment” which I knew means seasonings like salt and pepper. There was no sign of the word I was. And by the way Jess was looking at it, it was obvious she though so as well. He realized that her line of vision had stopped right at his manhood, which was standing at full attention from being so close to this hot young babe's naked body. His 7 1/2 inch shaft wasn't the biggest, he knew, but it was still nothing to scoff at. Jess took a step closer, lifted her chin up, and gave Steve a small kiss on the lips. "It's ok, Steve...I know you didn't mean to walk in on me...but could you stay.