Struggling not to bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel off in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. T...hrough the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen, by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, toe the lid off and positioned it under me. The relief was. Only during a spanking is it no longer relaxed and casual. Then she drives me to my limits, she dominates me.“I want to see you suffering, otherwise I will not enjoy it, but I want you to be satisfied afterward. Otherwise, I would have failed,” she once explained to me after a spanking.Yes, I'm satisfied, very satisfied. Therefore my enthusiasm to participate in the Spanking School is limited. I have a steady girlfriend who makes my fantasies come true. Well, I admit, after some red ass, it. It felt amazing. Now having experience I did not waste time either. I told her to give me a moment and turn around so that I could reach her pussy. The famous sixty nine position. It was an incredible sight. She was so wet. That fluid was dripping from her pussy and I started licking and licking. It really tasted sweet. I could not get enough with it. I softly bit in her clit to tease her and I heard her moaning. How I loved the way she moaned. Meanwhile she was sucking me and she never let go.. The fabric of her thong pulled tight between her ass cheeks. With my great fascination with the female ass, I knew I would have to taste it. I stood up behind her and ran my hands under her shirt, pushing it up her back. I then grabbed her tiny thong and pulled it down. Grabbing a chair, I sat behind her. Her ass was directly in front of my face. I spread her legs and pushed her forward so her elbow we on the table. I ran my tongue from her clit, up her sweet hole.