At least a dozen more lashes found my tits before he finally stopped. He came over to me and softly caressed my tits. “Did you like that you whore?�...�� he asked mildly. It took me a brief minute to settle down enough to answer; I finally managed to say “Yes sir, your whore liked that”. Untying me, he led me into the bedroom and laid me gently on the bed. Taking off his clothes I couldn’t help but notice his huge black cock was rock hard. Taking hold of my legs, he pulled them roughly up and. The taste made his poker excited and up it came again. As it rose and tightened the cum dregs dripped from his cock slit onto the wood floor. He pulled me to him and held my ass, pulling my cheeks apart, then his stiff 13” pole resting on our baby.The spunk had made a pool of sticky manhood, enough for me to feel the cold wetness run through my stocking feet! I was glued to the spunk sticky floor. He pulled his long fat tongue from my tiny mouth and pushed my head down to his manhood. I. Quickly, I washed my hair before grabbing the bottle of body wash from the wall of the shower, squirted a bit into my hand then began working away at the red paint on my skin. It wasn’t long before I was able to get it all off, so I washed the rest of my body starting at my toes then worked my way up. I rinsed the soap off my skin and turned the water off. I reached out from inside the shower to find my towel before opening the curtain then wrapped it tightly around my body then looked around. Time slows as she walks by in her stilettos to sit adjecent to me. Her hair is black and falls carelessly over her shoulders. Her white coat is open revealing a blue button-up just low enough to see some cleavage. Her skirt is professional and knee-length but snug enough against her tight ass to make my pants bulge."So, what are you here to talk about today?" she says and I wake up come back to reality."Oh, um, I think I may have a problem with something," I say sheepishly while trying not to.