She hugged me back tightly and softly kissed my neck.We don’t know how much time we hugged each other, but it was for eternity. I loosened my grip a...nd broke the hug. She looked at me with a smile and whispered in my ear.Shipra – If Mr. Partner doesn’t mind, shall I blow him in his office?Me – It is all yours. Show me your wild side, baby.Shipra went on her knees and pulled my zip down. She pulled out my cock, and it was semi-erect because of the hug.Shipra – If a hug could make you semi-hard,. ”“Cool, you look a bit shook up. Are you sure you are okay?”I pulled her to the side and almost whispered. “Did you use some kind of drug in the makeup yesterday?”She laughed. “You are funny, why would I do that?”I sighed. “It’s nothing, forget I asked, okay.”She put a hand on my arm. “You can tell me, you know that, right?”“It’s just that, my mom said I mentioned the name Tara in my sleep last night and just now, I saw her reflection.”“Where?”“Over there,” I said and pointed at the lingerie. My buttexplodes with pain as some days he uses a very solid paddle on my fleshy globesor even somedays he beats my breasts with that sameunflinching paddle. He always beats me till I scream and he likes to see genuinetears as I suffer for him.He has aspecial technique to beating me? one that really hurts. I am made towear a pair of black knickers which he has made me sew that very cxoarse sandpaper used for car repairs. Also I have a bralined in the same way.When hebeats me wearing these I am. They kissed passionately, mouths wide open, tongues out. Tracy sucked on my husbands lip, then his tongue, then pushed her tongue into his mouth so he could do the same. He put her ankles on his shoulders and started really driving his cock into her, his balls slapping her ass. He was close to coming. Tracy sensed this too.“I want to ride you before you cum.” My husband sat back up on the couch, and Tracy climbed on his lap facing him, grabbing is cock and lowering herself down. She started.