The deeper I stroked the faster she licked and soon Sally exploded in orgasm, bucking into Joan’s face. Joan was so wet I rubbed my sopping stiffnes... around her forbidden hole until it was wet enough to accept me. By this time Sally had got up and was watching what I was doing. As I slipped in Joan grunted and then sighed as I slipped the end in first so as not too hurt too much and then got her to back onto it at her own pleasure.Sally suddenly said ‘I want that, not in my pussy, I want to. Slap, slap, slap, slap. Rhythmically, harder, softer, harder. She seemed to be twitching her hips upwards, as I slapped down. Well, if she wants it, I thought. So I slapped harder, harder. SLAP. As she started trying to finger herself, I pushed her hands away."No no no no, You don't get to cum yet. No, not for a while. The evenings early, and you have to last for it all. We are almost there. Get yourself put back together. Anyone who sees you will know how much of a slut you are, but at least. Everyone went silent and then We giggled again, Hayley said ‘I thought you had a big dick, you could see it through your shorts today, you’ll kill someone with that thing’ we all giggled and Leoni said ‘he likes to play with it a lot too, I caught him masterbating in the car whilst looking down my top and then today I walked by his room and he was doing it again.’ I stopped laughing, I was embarrassed and felt like Leoni over stepped the mark. The game slowly came to a close and Hayley had. As the Chinese Proverb so aptly says; “If you are patient in one moment of anger, you will escape a hundred days of sorrow.” Mistress Red had acted in anger without thought and suffered the consequences of her reckless actions. She was doing her penitence now, her hundred days of sorrow for uncaring act.Creating the perfect yuppie wife and/or a girlfriend for that matter, was regarded more or less as a rather harmless hobby or pastimes by the Powers-That-Be. Something an eccentric billionaire.