Cathy watched as stroke after stroke landed, looking first at Jackie’s pain-filled face and then at her raised welted blue bruised red spanked botto...m and legs and still couldn’t get over how Jackie was taking so much pain. However, she was, and seemed to relish it, but realised that she didn’t actually have to do anything or make any decisions because she was doing exactly what she was told to by Miss Lucy and it was the oh so authoritative Miss Lucy who was deciding by herself, with her sole. He grabbed my tits, squeezed them hard. I never asked him to stop. My reactions just made him try harder. He propped my legs over his shoulders and he fucked me maniacally, his grunts echoing over my covered face, his sweat dripping, leaving spots on the paper bag. He fucked me so hard that I came before he did. When he finished, he pulled the bag off my head and he asked me if I liked it. I was so high off the endorphin rush of climaxing that I couldn’t even answer the question. I just laid. We were both getting a close up and personal education.His foreskin started to tighten and pull around his cock head he stroked his cock, now wet with pre-cum..Anyway we were both edging and trying to hold off cumming and trying to make our session last....I was getting very horny and pulled off all my clothes---he kept his shirt on. I was so aroused I had fleeting thoughts of asking him if I could suck his now hard cock.But he said he was very close to cumming and asked if I wanted to stroke. His free hand wound its way down my front to the bottom of my top,It crept up my stomach until he was carefully massarging my breasts through my bra. I was so turned on my nipples were poking into the palm of his hand. I could feel the bulge in his tracksuit bottoms growing. I gyrated my hips against him. Wanton lust was taking over my mind. He stopped and pulled away from me.My hands grabbed at him not wanting the feeling of him next to me to end. Putting his hands on my neck he slipped them.