.Oh my God I need mental help.I quickly flipped open my notebook and asked if he would like to order a drink in order to distract myself from the inap...ropriate reveries I was having."I'll take a glass of water, no ice with a lemon please," he responded.I told him I would be back soon and ran off, eager to be out from under his cerulean gaze. I was turning red from embarrassment and this gave me a chance to check up on my other tables. Two of my tables were ready for their check along with the. He sat down on the couch and I took my place as any girlfriend would; right next to him. The best part was I gave him a little sneak peak of my grey and pink thong. In almost an instant I saw his bulge grow a little more, and his face growing a little flushed. I have been known to be a teaser. He figured he knew me enough that my tricks would never work, and on this day I believe he knew that he was wrong. While the family talked for a little bit, I pulled him out of the room to have him. Dean walked over and stood at the right hand side of the Monk."I will allow you remain clothed for the spanking," Pater Bede announced as if doing them a great favour."Bend over my knee,Dean," the Monk said.Dean bent over the knee of Pater Bede,it felt really strange lying there waiting to have his bottom spanked by the Monk.Then the first slap landed,the Monk was using his hand.As his hand came down on the right rump of Dean's bottom,Dean could feel that the Monk took the opportunity to gently. But wait…something was happening. She was acting differently. She was squeezing his shoulders quickly, repeatedly, and trembling. Her back arched occasionally and her hips started bouncing harder on his cock entirely on their own. Her low moans became quick, fast, almost pleading whimpers. What was happening…? He drew a long suck on her breast, and she went tense, her whimpers pitching high for a second, then relaxed and he was surprised by a hot gush of something thick, warm, and very sweet.