A good choice , shethought with a wry smile, since I'm not feeling particularly powerfultoday. On the way out the door she remembered the travel bag... she had left in thecar yesterday. She could bring it in when she got home this afternoon, no needto make a separate trip now. He wouldn't be concerned with details like that.No, results were what mattered to him, not how she managed to accomplish thoseresults. She was sure of that even though she couldn't explain why. Outside, she opened the car. "Come over here and kneel in front of me!"She added."I'm feeling generous, so I want you to lick my pussy while I suck his cock."I knew I had to do as instructed, and I'd better do it well or the night would end with her being satisfied but me being frustrated. Her lips parted and started sliding up and down his cock, so I got to work. I felt her moving around, and she'd occasionally let out a moan.She stopped me before I could make her cum."No, stop! I want Karee to be the first to make me cum. So, I pushed myself a bit further to take more of his wood in my mouth. Although, I immediately heard him moan, so I yanked my lips back.I let it out and stroked it with both hands. Our eyes met again, but we said nothing. I let his pecker back in and then out again quite a few times over a minute. I knew I resorted back to teasing him, but we both loved it.He smiled at me unlike a son, but a sexual lover. Even though we already wrote it in stone, I found it refreshing to see it again. We just. You’re late.”As usual, there was a paddle on the table and a note that just said, “You are late, again!” I knew what that meant, that I was going to get paddled, again. Jane expected me to take off my slacks and underwear, put them on the nearby chair, and bend over the table. So that’s what I did. I felt very exposed and vulnerable like this, and Jane always waited a few minutes before she came out of her bedroom to spank me. As I waited, I thought I heard Jane talking to someone. Maybe.