Stacy thinks about touching herself. She loves the way it feels when she is only wearing socks and she spreads her legs wide apart, causing her pantie... to pull tight against her pussy. The feeling of her sensitive little toes being warmed and covered sends comforting chills down her back. Her hands begin to move over her body. One fondles her breasts as the other pushes down past her belly button. Touch me… touch me Becca… please… Her hand plays with her thin underwear, lifting the waistband up. He was wearing a vest and a pajama with a lot of dirt and stains on them.His hands and legs had a cement stain on them. This turned me on a lot. All of a sudden he started coming close to me. I immediately asked him to stay there. He said, “Sorry mam, I never saw somebody as beautiful as you. Such a slim waist and such firm and big boobs I never saw even on TV or movies. I am not able to control myself.”I said, “You have to control, otherwise you will be in big trouble.” He got a little scared. “Michelle has something she wants to show you.” After a brief pause, Mike replied, “Be then in twenty minutes,” and hung up. Michelle slapped me on the chest the moment I hung up the phone, and said, “What am I supposed to show him?” Teasing her I just said, “Your naked body.” I had recently purchased a present for Michelle to give her on a special occasion. This seemed the perfect time. “Close your eyes,” I told her as I got up off the bed to get it. You could tell she was so excited. The. "But, I've learned my lesson," she begged. It was part of her game, she did this every time, but I ignored the pleading eyes and hopeful grin as I reached for the stout wooden paddles. I hesitated as I looked over my shoulders: there was a defiance in her body language that I needed to squash and my fingers reached for the widest paddle with a large split down the middle. "Oh no, please," she begged, standing up to face me."Hands on the desk or I'll double the amount," I warned as I rubbed the.