She does as instructed and runs her tongue back and forth over the slit in between sucking on it. Donald takes her hand and places it back on the bas...e of the shaft which he guides her to stroke up and down on like she had earlier. It amazes her how quickly he grows in size.Part of her is enjoying exploring this new terrain, but most of her is so nervous that she is doing everything right. Donald’s occasional muttering of “good girl” builds her confidence enough to take more of his shaft into. And a multitude of others. If you wish to keep receiving them, you will thank me, and you will mean it. Alright?" Yes, sir." She wasn't sincere. He shocked her, until she was on the floor gasping, trying to signal for him to stop."What was that, Renee?" I'm sorry, sir! I am grateful, I swear!" She gazed up at him pathetically until he brought the pain all the way down."Very good, then." He leaned down, his hand on either knee. "Now, for the final lesson today." He twitched the robe to the. Then, in a very girlish gesture, I slowly brought my hands down. Instead of pulling my dress down to cover my panties, I pulled my skirt up to my waist. Now all of my panties were showing. No, I thought, don't do this. Stop exposing yourself. But I didn't listen and instead I brought my arms around to my back. My breasts jutted further out as my arms strained to reach my zipper. My nipples strained at the material of my dress. Would I really go so far as to expose my breasts in a few seconds?. I took my workouts seriously and never looked back to acknowledge the stares I got from all the younger guys, even though I knew they were constantly checking me out. One evening, I came home from teaching a kick-boxing class. The girls were watching TV and told me that dad, my husband Chris, had just come home from work and was upstairs taking a shower. I went to the bedroom and started to undress from my workout clothes, waiting for Chris to finish so I can take my own shower. I pulled off.