She had read so many books where the woman was swept away in their lovemaking and now it appeared to be her turn. She gripped the sides of the bed in ...ager anticipation of the whirlwind she knew was coming.Thomas saw the girl preparing for him and he took a few moments to let her anticipation build. He gently stroked her inner thighs with his fingertips, very lightly so she had to strain a bit to feel them. He wanted her to want to feel him. This teasing touch would work on her subconscious and. He closes his eyes and appears to be enjoying himself. You stare at him, mesmerized. His face is one of pure bliss.At this point, you're both so worked up you don't want to wait any longer. You bend over and pick him up, lifting him so his legs are on either side of you. You position yourself and slowly lower him down on your cock. He lets out a loud moan and throws his head back in ecstasy.It's a slow slide, every inch feels like it stretched each second into an eternity. He's so tight it. Her panties were transparent, soaked by the drinks--revealing the dark patch of her pussy. Of course, I took my time getting to my feet, then helping her up. The feel of her nyloned legs, soaked through all the way up, was just incredible. She looked quite embarrassed, to say the least, as she sheepishly thanked me while pulling herself together. Lynn was rather flustered and unaware of her revealing posture. Trying to bring her dress hem down didn't help her modesty as the wet fabric clung. “One Sir. Thank you, Sir.”She pushed her bottom up to receive the second stroke. I did not want to rush the punishment so placed the cane against her bottom again, paused, drew breath, and then. I delivered the second stroke and got a very similar reaction to the first, maybe just a small ouch from Sophie, again after a few seconds the count followed.After the third stroke, I said to Sophie I would pause for a few seconds. I heard, “Thank you, Sir,” in reply.After thirty seconds or so. “Right.