Her bottom clenched in anticipation of the caning and she was nearly weeping with fear and frustration. Finally she reached the last marble. By now sh...e was resigned to her fate. She didn’t seem to be able to do anything right! With little remaining hope she opened her eyes. The evidence of her abject failure was s**ttered all over the chamber. When she picked up the mug she discovered a solitary marble reclining within. It was a total disaster! Wearily she picked up her mug and walked back to. It hurt a little but she didn't make any noise. Sara stood close; Ceri could feel the heat from Sara's body as the crop freed Ceri's other tit in the same way."Your bra doesn't appear to be doing anything useful, remove it!" Ceri complied, unhooking it and dropping it to the floor. Sara returned to the bedroom leaving Ceri, topless, kneeling on the floor. Ceri stood and made her way to the bedroom.Sara stood drinking her wine, her naked arse on display for Ceri, who stood awaiting Sara's. I have an early meeting tomorrow..” “Probably should have thought of that before we hit the third bar.” I flopped side to side and she let out a drunken giggle.” “Seriously!” She tried to hold me still, but my body had already begun to contort so strongly that she ended up on top of me, legs far spread to either side. Her dark hair fell past my face, creating a tiny room that enclosed our faces. I looked into her eyes, and realized my zipper was down. Her heat radiated between my legs. I. My hand is palm up and my fingers slide in easy to the first knuckle. Then I make the “come here” motion with my fingers collapsing them on the fleshy, allusive, yet sensitive G-spot. I hold my fingers there and tug slightly to pull the rest of my fingers deeper inside her. I scissor my fingers inside her slowly and softly but strong and deliberately. That motion makes her move on purpose. Makes her wiggle and roll. Makes her start to like this shit a lot. I then place my fingers together again.