I lowered my hand, using it to stroke my clit. It was hard, and needy as I let 3 fingers strum over the top of it. He was not taking his time, and nei...ther was I. I heard his soft grunts and moans as he fucked my wet cunt, feeling amazingly full and it was like I could feel my ovaries reacting, the egg I hoped was there moving around and trying to catch what they would soon be finding, a large load of his thick creamy cum that I knew would soon be inside me.I was imagining what would be. Instead of climbing off, she just reached for it – it was next to her on the bed – and answered. It was her boyfriend. Normally I would have just quietly sighed and waited for her to get off the phone, but I was feeling kind of playful so I gave her pussy a few more gentle licks, half-expecting her to kick me or otherwise indicate ‘cut that out!’ Instead, she thrust her pussy firmly down on my face, and while she was talking with ‘her man’ I started to once again eat her in earnest. This was. That hurts. You are for one moment confused, but then you remember his word and stop talking. "Put your hands on your back". You move your hands on your back and feel his hands soft running down from your shoulder to your hands. You feel a rope binding your hands together. He ties it strong up to your elbow and you can't move your arms. He shifts you to the table. You feel a soft kiss on your back and then hands on your where they pinch your nipples. Then he twists and pulls them and you moan.. My hard on was in full mode, and I would have given almost anything to fuck that little pussy, but I knew that was out of the question.Jack turned to me and explained that he was going to start with the paddle, and that Ashley had been rude to a teacher at school and they had called to report her. He was going to “spank” her and that he would do so until she understood the error of her ways. With that, he proceeded to whack her on her left buttock with the bamboo paddle and a resounding smack.