"The synthetic was shaking, hands half raised, as if caught between twin urges to grasp the wrist and aid his aching scalp, or avoid Henry's wrath and... keep them on the ground. "I- I won't, sir." You won't what?" W-wake you?" Simon didn't have time to flinch at the smack that rocked his body. Strands of hair sent identical jolts of pain as they parted with his scalp, and he couldn't keep the tears from leaking free."Sir," said the man. "Or master. By God, when will you get the lesson into that. He knows and is turned on by her on line chat, in fact on at least a couple of occasions has benefitted by them as we chatted.I have a number of Pictures of Sue, including her face and I treasure those, even if we hadn’t met. She`s about 5 ft 8 tall wide hipped, generous breasts fleshy and very smackable arse, large pussy lips and a very dirty mind, he I have never met and though just a tad older than her is a sport when it comes to her and her sex-life, I have grown to like him in the. God, I loved what she was doing so much. She slid her fingers under the strap and began extending them. I was getting turned on already. She continued to slide her fingers around under the straps and finally she told me to raise my arms. She moved her hands along the band to the front and placed them under my breast, and asked me if the cup was comfortable. I said, " very." She then placed her fingers in the top of the bra and asked if it was too tight as one of her finger tips grazed across my. She was still shaking, feeling appalled with herself. Some corner of her mind screaming for her to stop, she lifted her nightclothes and slipped her panties off. The latex with the gel oozing out the sides of the crotch, lay in her open palm. She marvelled for a brief moment at the jet black material contrasting against the whiteness of her skin, in her mind she watched herself standing before the mirror – the black V of the material rising up over her abdomen, forcing her long white slender.