” She looked at my battered and bruised knuckles, and nodded approvingly. “As you were.” BRIANNA Yavara stepped before me next, and smiled. “P...pulations Director Brianna Dedaclia, I have to know what dress you have on beneath that robe.” “It’s a Geroni custom.” I said boastfully, letting the robe fall to reveal the deep red dress beneath, its neckline as risqué as the robe’s. Yavara gawked at it. “Brianna, where the hell did you get a Geroni custom?” “Her wardrobe is worth more than our. We kissed each other situating ourselves on the bed. Her tongue pierced my puckered lips and swirled around my tongue. I caressed her flat stomach, and brought my hand up to cup her supple breast. Our kiss got deeper and wetter. Her hand found it's way to my hair. She loved my long brown hair. Her strokes of my locks really began to ignite the heat. I managed to undo the string on the back of her top. This made easier access to her nipples which know became my fingers play thing. They. "I wish I could feel that wetness right now" I whispered and rolled my hand further up under her dress, along her soft legs, closer to her arse. She stirred slightly and before I knew it my hands her on her knickers. "I want you right now" she murmured into my ear very discreetly and with one action I had moved her skimpy knickers to one side to feel the soft sticky, slightly stubbly puffy pussy lips. My immediate action was to rub my thumb onto her clit, the rest of my fingers down between. Then I felt a stronger strike across both cheeks that stung a bit; he must have rotated the paddle. But it felt very good, and my juices began to soak my inner thighs in earnest.He hit me several more times with the paddle and then he walked around the bench and showed me a different paddle, this one wooden. My eyes widened in surprise and a little bit of fear; I knew the wood would sting a lot more than the leather.Daddy walked back behind me and swatted me, and I yelped in pain. “Ooowww,” I.