Look at this," slipping off her coat, "he did that to me this morning."Paula's back was covered in a plethora of red thin weals which shocked Helen. F...or all she had felt a distinct twinge of pleasure run from her nipples to her love bud when she heard the phrase "degraded sex slave" she was really frightened. Her night of fun with Colin had really only amounted to a gentle spanking and six ... no, seven ... strokes on the arse with his belt. This was evidence of a really vicious beating during. “I want you,” she declared softly.I unzipped my pants as she took a step back. She squatted in front of me and slipped off my shoes, then helped me to strip off my pants and underwear, my nine-inch circumcised cock arching upwards.She quickly attacked my tool, slipping her hand around the shaft of my manhood and lightly squeezing it. She leaned forward and pushed my manhood into her open mouth, using her saliva to coat my cock, going up and down on it. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back the. No thinking. The more you concentrate on just the physical pleasure, the less your brain gets in the way."She seemed to relax for a moment. I heard a manual clock ticking on her desk. I concentrated on that. As the clock ticked, her breath near my ear was an easy, soothing lyric, interrupted occasionally by her soft swallowing and a quiet "Ahhh" when she her cunt to grip me affectionately. My cock would helplessly answer with a weak throb. After a while she shifted a little on me, adjusting her. Under this kind of 'torture' I could hold out indefinitely, even if she made me cum in my pants I'd have no trouble holding out, but the pleasure couldn't last much longer, sooner or later my sisters would come to their senses. Lisa stopped moving a few minutes later, she looked at Marge and something seemed to pass between them, then, to my amazement, Lisa took off her blouse. I became even more amazed when I felt my hand released then grabbed a few moments later to be pressed against the.