I slid my hand above and placed it on her waist, this time, inside the shirt. Her warm waist felt really good in my hand. She removed my shirt and thr...ew it on the kitchen floor.I removed her shorts and saw that she was wearing blue panties. They were dripping wet. I took the end covering her pussy and stretched it like an elastic and let it go. It just slapped back right on her wet pussy lips. She liked the way I teased her and started laughing, kissing me even more intensely. She wasn’t even. She realised that once again she was going to end up crying and blubbering but knew that she had to leave it to Vanessa to decide how long and how hard the spanking was going to be.Sarah did look around the room from her upside-down position, and while she mainly saw legs there were one or two women sitting, and she could see them smiling back at her although without any sympathy. She did liken it to them being like siblings or friends of siblings who are watching her being spanked by a parent. So why don't you just let me do it?" Sharise looked at me, at first she smiled, and then she laughed. "You really don't want a break? Well, I'm okay with that. If you want to do it again, I'm not going to tell you no. Holy shit, that was like nothing I've ever experienced," Sharise said.I looked at her, and finally said, "Well, if you want to stand up and maybe, I don't know, wipe off a little bit, you can do that. And then, well, do you want to do it a different way?" I asked.She looked at me,. It doesn’t surprise me that it makes you uncomfortable.”“Do you see me as just another conquest?” she asked.I chuckled, “No. I’m not sure how that question jives with the fact that I haven’t made any moves on you or even suggested anything. I’ll remind you that you approached me and started us down this path. That’s hardly the mark of me being some kind of predator.”“True. Unless you’re like a tiger - patient, stalking the victim, waiting for the exact moment to strike.”“I really don’t think.