Elizabeth was panting and sobbing and lying limply over her punisher's lap and Matthew was out of breath."Get up if you want to," he said softly and a...fter a brief delay, Elizabeth struggled up and clutched her arse cheeks; her cunt had obviously been leaking because both her thighs and Matthew's thighs were sticky.Elizabeth rubbed her bottom and, very red-faced, she looked at Matthew in almost bewilderment."You asked for a really hard spanking," he said as a sort of explanation."Yes, I did,. Sitting back on her heels, she gave him a pouty look, hoping he would kiss her but he just stared at her. Suddenly without warning, she reached down and grabbed the front of his trousers, her hand gripping his cock, feeling it getting harder in her hand.“You may be saying no but your cock says yes. I think you should listen to it mister sexy man,” she teased him.“Ah…miss…I think…it is time…for you to leave.”“My name is not Miss but Jasmine Rose. Yeah, my mom was crazy about flowers.” Jasmine. Doug caught her eye again, she was upright and looked so incredibly beautiful that her cock actually seemed incongruous. It didn’t fit the image in some ways and yet in others, it fit absolutely perfectly. He thought about last night when he tasted it and when he felt it inside of him and recalling all that combined with this morning made him close his eyes briefly as he arched his back and pushed up deeper into her.Jasmine saw his eyes close and then open again. His look had changed, she could. She reached for the coffee things and told me, “I still need my coffee before everything gets out of hand. It will concentrate my imagination on after.”Helen chuckled, “How is your imagination, Ben? I’ve already felt it might match mine.”She guffawed and butted my erection with her bum. I bit her ear in revenge and told her that I loved women with imagination, especially when others called it a dirty mind.Helen gathered all the coffee things together and took them to the living room. We were.