He now changed the target to my pubic area and with the first kiss of the whip on my pussy lips and clitoris I gave out a blood curdling scream and br...ought a loud gasp from the crowd, but as the strokes bit into my sex the fire it started was not pain but sheer a****l lust. Instead of cries for mercy I was now emitting grunts of lust and thrusting my hips forward to meet the whip. A massive climax was building and Lorenzo could see it coming, but he had all along decided that the only way this. Perfect. I went up the steps to the lobby and approached the front desk. A man about my age with dark luscious skin was working diligently on what I thought was paperwork. But I soon realized it was a crossword puzzle. He looked up just in time to catch my amused grin and his handsome smile took me off guard."Do you know a seven-letter word for showing appreciation?" Fucking?" I quickly guessed, without thinking.He stared at me, and the corner of his sensuously masculine mouth lifted up in a. .As for me all this was traumatic and at the same time exciting. She whispered " try not to cum as you'll be milked on the podium " I became even more randy at this piece of advice though very embarrassed that every woman in the hall would be watching with a horny eye at my performance . Doubts about my performance worried me while I waited. When my number was called I felt a hard tug on my balls through the lead and was walked on to the podium Behind me was another assistant whose job. "Neil watched as Stacy was obviously getting "hot" putting on her little show. He had to admit that his cock was straining against his pants, trying to give her a standing ovation, as once again she stood naked in front of him. This time fully aware of what she was doing.Stacy felt the cool air caress her moist pussy as she leaned down and kissed Neil on the lips, sticking her tongue in his mouth as her hands started unbuttoning his shirt. Her clit was aching for attention as she fumbled to get.