“I know you want to.” I didn’t know what he meant by that, but this time I didn’t pull away. I could feel his cock throbbing against my leg an...d it was making me wetter by the second. Manik propped himself up and ripped open my nightys.My husband wouldn’t have to think about it again, I thought naughtily. My bra was a front hook and Manik unlatched it. He buried his head in my mountainous breasts and teased my nipples with his fingers and his mouth until I thought I would cum. He then moved down. “I wanna go to the dance!!” I pleaded with him. “Do I have to turn you over my knee and spank you again?” He threatened as he lowered his voice. “Oooh yeah, that would turn me on,” I said seductively. “I promise you that you won’t enjoy this spanking,” he said. My pussy tingled at the thought of him carrying out his threat. I loved when he spanked me and I was always finding reasons for him to do so. However, he quickly caught on that I liked it, so the real punishment was when he didn’t spank. .. urrrr... mmmmm... urrrr...” panted Tavia, she was mounting to yet another orgasm. Oh it was sheer delight to be able to use a slave in this way! Especially a slave who had once held a high position. She rubbed herself faster and faster, feeling the subservient tongue striving to keep thrusting into her. “Hoooorrr... hhhhhoooorrrr... agh... agh... agh... aaaaaaghhhhh...” She was going to come again. Yes... yes... any minute now, she was going to come again. Lovely... lovely... lovely. There. She really was very attractive in a plain sort of way and even though the blue wool coat conveniently hid her body, her shyness was alluring.Any way, even though I was nervous, in the next aisle I decide to make a move and try to talk to her. Looking up briefly and giving me a smile as I approached her, I took a deep breath and simply said, “Hi.”I think it surprised her but as she looked up at me with a sheepish grin she too replied, “Hi.” I wanted to try to keep her talking and so as we passed.