He could feel her watching him from behind. The silence was stating to unnerve him. WHAM! Her hand hit his backside loudly. He jumped, and tried to...turn, to no avail. “Beth!” He pleaded.“You may call me Mistress!” she snarled, as she whacked his ass several more times.He couldn’t help it. He’d never been on the receiving end of this, and he was finding it strangely arousing. Seeing his quiet, docile wife in black leather, and hearing her order him, he was becoming hard as a rock.“Hmm,”. “Screw you, Belinda,” replied Ms. Hoskins, “And for your information, I did… for all of 30 seconds. To add to your discussion, he sobbed when he came. What a wimp.”Cackles filled the vacant floor.“Awwww, that’s cute,” Sharmaine said. “You know how fire ya pussy gotta be to have muhfuckas out here crying? Sheeeeit, I’m jealous, Sup. I ain’t made anybody nut like that since high school.”“Say what?” Emily slapped a thigh. “Oh, you have no idea what you’re missing, hon. I’m dating a crier right. I think Lou and I could swap pants and shorts and skirts but tops are out because of her wings. I don't think I could swap with Rachel since she has wider curvier hips than me. Not that my hips aren't curvy. Hers are just more so. I could swap with Izzy but of course that's kind of out her being a ghost.Still I was surprised to see that Sarah was completely natural. Not that I mind body hair. I'd run my hands over her body hair or no hair. Still I don't think many women can pull off the natural. I tightened my belly as my climax grew and materialized. My cries echoed in the bathroom as my body shook and quaked. He prolonged my orgasm when he shoved me tighter against the shower wall, drilling me as deep as his cock could reach. The sensations were incredible. I clung to his body, digging my nails into the sinewy muscles of his shoulders and squeezed my legs around this thrusting hips, and held on for the ride of my life.He pressed me hard against the wall with one last thrust and held.