Her first patient was an elderlyblack gentleman, Malcolm Taylor. Malcolm had recentlyturned sixty-nine but still had a full head of haireven though it...was mainly salt and pepper gray. Malcolmmaintained his aging body with daily rigorous walks offive miles and worked out at the gym. He had been aboxer when he was younger.Traci and Mike planned to meet with patients beforegoing to Wednesday evening church service. Mike drovetheir new BMW over to Malcolm’s apartment on the otherside of town.. "Melissa added, "Next time it will be twelve strokes."Emma blushed as she smiled at Melissa and replied, "I understand."Emma realised she loved to be humiliated by Melissa and being caned in front of an audience would be even more humiliating than a spanking as she would be crying so much more. On the plus-side, aw well, the making out afterwards would be more erotic than ever before because her bottom and legs would be stinging so much more than with just a spanking.Melissa saw Emma thinking. Without hesitation I start to lick the juices off. You giggle and grab a handful of my hair. I lick and twist and suck harder. Your moaning gets louder. My cunt is dripping. Finally I bite down just a tad too hard on your nipple and you gasp, yanking my face upwards by my hair. I wince but you seem to get off on it. I can smell your cunt, it's strong but sweet.The candles are burning low. You swing your legs into the bathtub and leave my kneeling there outside it. With a backwards glance you. When she bent over, it rode up and it was clear that she was not wearing panties.We took off and the entire time my eyes were glued to her amazing legs. For whatever reason, cabin pressure, boredom, etc, I always get noticeably. Today would be no different, and I was glad I had worn tight panties underneath my leggings. However, when we reached altitude and I shifted in the seat, my cock slid free, sneaking down my left inner thigh. It continued to grow, and at first I just stared at it,.