Now he dragged his hand off the long, stiff prick. His cock stood out, the knob starting to smoke. He eyed his prick thoughtfully.He was wondering if ...he could bear his cock in that condition long enough to get to the office, where he could fuck Brenda straight-off. But it didn't seem likely. His need was urgent now, pounding and drumming and throbbing. If he tried to sneak to work in that condition, someone would be sure to notice the bulge in his fly--or he might just come in his pants, which. I rub circles over my clit and feel it getting harder and harder. I roll my eyes back and throw my head back. "Ooohhh!" With my pussy dripping wet, I slide two fingers inside. "Mmmmm!" I hook my fingers to the my top wall and begin to rub in and out, in and out, in and out. "Aaahhhhh!" I am on the verge of exploding when I hear Master, "Shall I get the cane little slut?" I stop immeditaly and remember Master's command. In my heated state, I decide to test Master's patience. It is a risk. Its my turn now. I take him from behind but not for long. I turn him round. Lifting his legs up I take a dominant missionary position.My hands, under his shoulders I come in close. Our body's mingle with love. We touch all over and kiss. We hold each other close. His hands on my arsch as I pound him over and over. I look up and see ourselves in this tangle, my tits on him and his legs wrapped round me. I keep loving till my body fills with petroleum, then he spanks me and like a match it lights. I know I'm in good hands. Just you carry on.' She reached across and patted his leg, high above his knee. She let her hand rest there.They drove on in silence. When he removed his hand to change gear and turn into her street, she squeezed his thigh and whispered, 'Thank you, Daniel. That was nice.'He kept his hands on the wheel but hers stayed on his leg, the long fingers gently kneading his thigh muscle. He felt the signs of arousal in his groin.He turned into the private drive. 'This is what.