How do you explain this?" asked Donald, trying hard to imitate his boss's manner but failing dismally as he was acutely aware that Jacqui was the firs... girl of his own age who had ever talked to him socially and he desperately wanted to keep the relationship going."Oh, dear," said Jacqui, "I must have forgotten. Are you going to punish me?" Well," Donald temporised, worried at this turn of the conversation, "How were you punished at your last job?" Mr. Wilson used to spank me if I was naughty,". That delightful feeling on the head of my dick was something I couldn't and didn't want to control, so I went off in Monique sending her over the edge.We all continued our maneuverings making sure our partner was wholly sated then gently extracted ourselves. Panting and happy, Monique and I met on the bed kissing Amanda from both sides. We lay snuggled together touching and kissing for a good five to ten minutes before anyone said anything.Amanda was the first to speak thanking Monique while. They were intruding in my house so I shook of the feeling, just wanting them to tell me why they were there and then leave. They tried small talk, so, tiring of this, I asked them why they were there. Jim handed me a bag, then asked is he could use the bathroom. Forgetting I had my toys out, I told him where the bathroom was. I looked in the bag to find a bottle of wine. I looked at Mary questioningly and she just smiled back. "You said you wanted to relax so we came to join you," she said as. As she slipped on her thong, she noticed it touch her clit and didn't think too much of it. Reaching for her stockings, her small movements caused the thong to rub her clit. Initially, the sensation was distracting and continued while she pulled on her stockings. By the time she had both of them on, her clit was swollen and aching. Her labia were wet, so wet she could smell her arousal. Wearing the thongs she had, was now out of the question. She carefully slid it off. Looking at the clock, she.