Yes you are!" I said in hushed tones as I ruffled her fur. "No call from James when Buffy clobbered through the house, he must be asleep," I mused to ...yself. I made my way up the stairs and down the hall to his office door. It was open enough that I could poke my head in without moving it. There he was, fast asleep in his chair, head tilted back, lightly snoring. He looked so cute, I couldn't bear to disturb him. It was moments like these that my guilt really ate at me. He was a good man and I. I felt bad, but my curiosity was stronger, so I opened the Videos folder: I found some football tricks, some stupid pranks, his friends singing at a karaoke, but nothing more. Then I noticed a strange folder, named "Amazing".I cannot describe the feeling I got when I opened it: my heart skipped a beat, I was speechless. That folder was full of photos of me, wearing mini skirt, or tiny tops that highligted my boobs! Some of them were zoomed on my ass or my legs! There were photos of me. The pain from the swinging weights was rapidly pushing her to orgasm. The woman never let the pendulums stop. When they got too slow, she gave them another push; the whole time telling Sara how much of a whore she was, and how wet her pussy was getting. Sara couldn’t take it any longer. Her knees buckled, as her pussy ballooned open before contracting down in the first of many orgasms she would have. “Tsk. Tsk. Only bad girls cum from that. Do you need a spanking?” the woman asked. “Yes,. I was soon caressing Caroline’s cock through her panties, feeling it grow harder, thicker and longer as I stroked it. I was very aroused myself but Caroline said “you know you have a duty to satisfy your lover. Your needs are going to be very secondary from now on.” I got to my knees and gently took Caroline’s cock in my mouth. As ever it was heavenly. I loved sucking her huge cock, alternately playing my tongue around her pee hole, taking the full length into my mouth until I gagged, stroking.