What. Did. You. Do?”“Nothing!” her voice quivering this time. “Twenty” this time I stood her up, glancing at her sauce smeared breasts. “A...mit you displeased me.”“I displeased you? Im so sorry sir!” she replied looking mortified at the concept. “Twenty it is. Bend over”. She did so, her eyes wet at displeasing me. THWACK! The first one left a faint line on her arse, a little yelp from her lips.“What do naughty girls say?”“Sorry sir!” she said, the idea of punishment on both our minds. After 10,. Diane was almost lifted off the floor by this pressure. She tried to stand on her tiptoes, then cried out softly.Suddenly, Carla’s knuckles popped past Diane’s pubic bone and her whole hand disappeared up Diane’s crotch. Diane shrieked, her face contorted in a grimace of shock and lust.Carla, still slightly crouched began to thrust her hand and wrist into Diane over and over, like a boxer delivering a series of uppercuts. Diane’s erect clit was protruding from her bush.Diane, still twisting her. “… not really, I feel safe with you,” I answered shyly. He chuckled in response. “I’m sorry,” he said softly. His hand slid over my shirt, unbuttoning them swiftly one by one. I didn’t even want to struggle anymore. He was, really gentle, his touch light on my skin. My back was still against him. As he threw my shirt onto the floor, I could feel my heart racing. “Relax,” he whispered, nipping my ear. He planted kisses down my back, one by one, slowly, taking his time. I shivered with each. Getting out of the Limo at the hotel, Kim said “I think I tore my panties”. They ate on his suites balcony, followed with Fine Wine. Sitting on a plush, over sized couch after, Marla excused herself to freshen up. Just as she expected, Kim was on Howard's lap tussling. She let them play until she made Kim get herself a cup of water. As she climbed off his lap, Marla noticed Howard's cock was standing, tenting his pants. Kim returned, Marla faked handing her a pill which she took with a frown..
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