Bringing her hand up and holding it out, I could see her fingers were covered with cum. As we looked at each other, she started to hyperventilate almo...t ready to cry. She was very distraught and as I tried to move closer, wanting to hold her, Kate pushed me away. Looking at each other, I could see her tearing up, about to cry, but she turned and hastily rolled off the bed. With her hand over her pussy, holding it, she hurried into the bathroom, leaving me there to think, “What had I done.” She. ‘So, this is where you live?’ asked Sophie as she followed Ashley through the open door. It was a smaller flat than hers. Only one bedroom. The furniture was more modest and well-worn. The television and stereo were functional at best and certainly not the best money could buy. And although the flat had the homely untidiness of a place where visitors were not anticipated, it had none of the sheer recklessness with which Sophie abandoned ashtrays, clothes and bed sheets in her more luxurious. Then she started plunging the vibrator deep within herself, trying to keep quiet, and not give away to the people behind her what was going on. She eventually came in a torrent; beautiful to watch, but leaving me frustrated that I couldn't wank at the sight. If a pub was really quiet, normally midweek, I even managed to coax her to walk to the loo naked, carrying her dress over her arm, then wear it back to our table, unless really quiet, then no need to wear it even.This behaviour eventually. While later toweling off, I heard Jason enter the front door. As I went into the Mistress bedroom, Jason came upstairs with my dress, laid it on the bed, and knelt at my feet."May I get dressed for dinner yet Mistress?" You may get undressed. Now." Yes, Mistress."Jason complied and returned naked to kneel again at my feet."Get up slave. You are about to be chastised." For what?" he replied."Now, because of that response, your chastisement will be more severe. The reason I am going to punish you.
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