Then a couple of minutes later it happens. She has barely stopped screaming from the first when I spank the other one, just as hard – WHACK! She is embarrassed as she adjusts herself in the chair and lifts up her legs. I can do that…please.” Stacey says quickly. Her tormentor was standing at the door, smiling, and Stacey had to suppress that old feeling again as she grabbed her bag & got out. What?”
“Decide now. “Keep pumping it” I manage to say drily, acting as though I’m not paying attention. You will masturbate until the end of the show. Stacey was never into ‘butt-stuff,’ not even when she was modeling. She tries to go with it; ‘let him do what he is going to do, get it over with’, she thinks. I am so sorry.”
“Will you be nice to me so I can be nice to you, or should I just punish you?”
“No nice please. “See. This over and over while stroking me between head bobs. Stacey sat thee, whimpering and whining, making slushy sounds as sat there slowly fucking herself and moaning until the program I was no longer watching ended. Not as big as earlier certainly, but she does. You’re nice to me, and I’m nice to you.
