I handed the cane back to him and the expected order was not long in coming.“You will assume the position over the arm of the chair”. I assumed it.... My legs stretched out on the carpet with my heels firmly embedded in it; my face resting on a velvet cushion on the seat and my bum tilted up across the leather roll of the arm. My skirt had of course ridden up my thighs a little and I eased it up further by spreading my legs as far apart as possible. I was still quietly adjusting my position and. "Fuuuck!" Ohhh, that's so deep," she moaned.She started moving her hips, bouncing me up and down and bounce I did. Every time I came back down, impaling myself on her dick, I would cry out in pain and pleasure. Eventually, Nikki flipped me over onto my back, wrapping my legs around her and started pummeling away.She was fucking me like an a****l and we were both starting to build our way up, to an orgasm. When it finally hit, it shook my entire world like a fucking earthquake. I didn't know how. I found out she was a 34 DD, and when she put on that bra and lifted them really high, she looked amazing. She modeled various combinations of bras and thongs for me, and I told her she looked really pretty. We shopped for some high heels then went back to the hotel room.I said; you should always dress like that, you look really beautiful.Mom; thank you, I am gonna dress like this from now on, my boss gave me money for clothes and he wants me to dress like this for him.Me; is he your. You are comfortable and I like wearing you. Not as much as your sister g-string, but I still like and enjoy you. Dear hipsters- Thank you for allowing me to wear low-cut jeans. I like your style, we should hang out more often. I am sorry that I like blue cheese so much and now you are slowly getting tighter. In fact, not just blue cheese but all food. (That's another open letter) That goes to all my underwear actually, I am sorry that some of you are slowly getting tighter, but I don't want to.