Finding the tool box he riffled through it and then produced a Stanley knife, he took hold of my top and with one movement cut it down the centre at t...e front exposing my tits he then cut my bra so the cups fell away to each side, placing the knife to one side he turned his attention to my bare tits, he pulled and tweaked my nipples until they hurt, he once more took up the leather and this time began to spank my breasts. After what seemed like an eternity he stopped, he threw the leather away. Ken went down on me as I reclined onto the pillows, and Jen pushed Dave onto his back, climbing on top of him. She straddled his hips and was so horny already that she easily got his dick inside her, slowly sinking down until their pubic bones met. Both of them groaned from the pleasure. Dave was in heaven, not even moving as he stared at Jennifer's beautiful features. She arched her head back, her mouth open. She paused there, just savoring the feeling."Oh, God, Steph, you were so right. . I took the package off the wall, wondering about it. How it would feel. On my back. On my legs. On my bottom. On my nipples.I heard the bell ring as the door opened. I instinctively turned around, spurr in hand and saw him. I cursed under my breath. The guy from the restaurant He kept sending his steak back. By the the third time, I got in trouble with the executive chef, who made me go back out and personally ask how the steak was to be done.He was so condescending about it. Clearly trying to. "Count!" Huh?"Whack!I cried out. My low sultry voice revealing that somewhere between thesurprise and the pain was a sharp spark of hot carnal pleasure. I wasburning red with humiliation and arousal. Of fucking course. Whywouldn't this sexed up girly version of me get turned on from somethinglike this?"I said count!"Whack!I cried out again, this time there was less surprise to mask my obviouslust. I mewled as I counted, one burning flash of desire building offthe next. Soon I'd lost track of.