My wife seemed to be a little bit nervous. I asked her, “What happened?”She said that the masseur guy was continuously staring at her nipples and ...leavage while she was bending down. She noticed my erection as well. I stayed at the same place (at the bathroom door) where he stayed earlier and asked my wife to bend down at the same angle. Then only I realized that her thighs too were visible in the mirror.I told my wife and kissed her to reduce her excitement and anger. But her response was. It gave her a real sense of authority although she tried to make sure that she only ever spanked them when they deserved it, like today. She was always authoritative, but, equally, was always fair with them. She also knew before she asked that Gemma had never spanked any of her own maids at her house, and they had discussed it very often and Gemma had made it clear that she would love the opportunity if it ever arose. So, although not expecting it today, Catherine remembered that and was happy. .. because I'm going to fuck you from now right straight through until sometime tomorrow... until neither of us has enough energy to move a muscle... not one fucking muscle... then, we'll talk some business..." Oh... Oh, God, Cheri!" Madeleine whimpered, pressing her mouth up tightly against his while simultaneously her hand squeezed his throbbing cock and her tiny tongue searched his mouth excitedly. "Oui, Oui! Please... I want you to... I want you to... but, we will do it my way, eh? Let me. He started thrusting, and the heat grew. I pushed back hard as he thrust. I wanted him as deep as he could go. My mind was wholly in my vagina, feeling the pressure as he moved in me. Oh, the deep pressure. More, more pressure. Faster. Yes, just like that.I cried out as a wave passed up my body from deep inside. He kept up the pace, another wave. He sped up—another wave. He pressed hard and pulled my hips. His body shook.He’d brought a towel, and I sat on it. He hadn’t put any cum in me, but I.