It was lunch time and boss asked for lunch I brought my Box with me and he went in lunch room. He asked me about the work progress and I said I stuck ...t somewhere and don’t how to manage. He said meet me after Lunch. I did so. We were sitting too closely and working on our laptops. He showed me the excel sheet and working on it and his hands sometimes touch my outer breasts but I ignored as he was a married man in his late 40’s.We continued our work and he asked me to do it as showed. And he. Tight shorts leave little to imagination and there is no need for imagining anything, for I know very well what is under them. We know each other for quite some time and I know every inch of his gorgeous body.But even after all this time, everytime I see him is like the first time. Just the sight of him turns me on , I feel electric tingles up my spine and I get all hot and wet. There is a special chemistry between us that thickens the air around us and you can almost taste it.He is sitting on. She hadn't even realised that while these thoughts, these images, of her brother, of her c***dren, had been going through her mind, she had been clutching at her breast with one hand and rubbing her pussy through her dress with the other.Ian stroked his massively erect cock as he watched his wife turn back towards their room, back towards where their c***dren were fucking, where they were waiting for him to join them. He crossed the landing as quietly as he could, although he was sure that. Yellow, the word that means continue the scene but just relax the intensity. As you say the word, your heart stops, your anxiety hits a peak. You suddenly realize that if Master doesn't stop, you are totally helpless.The swats stop immediately. You feel a rush of relief and a renewed feeling of sexual excitement. With that moment you are suddenly, truly Master's slave because you now know that you can trust him."Is slave's sorry little ass too tender for the gentle taps of her Master? Perhaps.