Thursday, 5 July 2012
Sometimes the look was a prelude to a spanking as I draped myself over her stockinged legs and she walloped my backside with all her energy while shouting a litany of my misdemeanours.
Sometimes it was a sign of a more pleasurable evening that would see my head buried in the lovely cocoon that was her enveloping legs, while using my tongue to thoroughly worship her pussy. She would expertly use her knees to time my efforts, dragging my head backwards before she was overcome. This made the whole experience last several hours, but then she could hold back no longer and would thrust her pussy at my mouth and ride my head as if she were an uncontrollable force of nature.
Of course whether it was a spanking or an evening pleasuring Jane I always seemed to cum in my panties very quickly. And sometimes it was just the look that made me cum.