All she knew was that as soon as she came, the girls would shift to the right around her, and start all over again. The only variation was that after ...the second shift, the two girls between her legs changed their tactics, and while one of them probed her pussy with two or three fingers, the other girl began probing her neglected rectum. Although Sharon had never had anal sex before, she found this new action very stimulating, and the combination of pussy and butt play brought her to even. I could tell she was cleaned shaven by now signs of hair under her see through white thong. She had soaked the front and all of the string from her wet pussy. I could really smell her scent now as she looked at me. Her sweet perfume was now being drowned out by her sweet pussy. I reached down to hold her jeans as she put her hand on my shoulder. Her breast brushed against my face. Her nipple cut through my small hair on my head. I kept starring at them on my face as I held her jeans. I pulled. I never stopped there before, and still, I don't know why, or what made me do so. But, as I entered that small cafe, I saw you there and knew I didn't want to be with any other. It was like an overwhelming sense of emotion that hit me, causing every cell inside my body to intensify to a whole new level.In an instant, the moment your eyes drifted from your book and looked at me, my heart caught an extra beat to it's step. You gave life new meaning. Some call it kismet, but I now understand it as. “Yes, Mistress.”She had this way of sneering, lofty and patronising, that really irritated me in the office, but now seemed very appropriate. She informed me that my tantrum the previous evening meant there would be no gentle easing me in. She was going to start with a hard punishment for that disobedience.“Yes Mistress,” I said as she told me to pass her the black leather belt from my discarded trousers. She then told me to get down on my knees, spread my legs wide, and lower my head to the.