Thwack, “One” Thwack “Two” Thwack “Three” Thwack “Four” Thwack “Five” Thwack “Six” On completion of the second six I start to move away from the central position in the room, running my hand up and down along the shaft of my penis until it is stood firmly and defiantly to attention. xxx18
“Count you wanker!” bawls Justine “One” I reply, Thwack “Louder!!” “One,” I bellow though the open door. In contrast, the lower half of her body reveals a pair of black knickers, black suspenders and black fishnet stockings. To give me the required urge I gaze longingly down for a last time at her dominating heels before she smiles as she says good by. Pull that penis, you wanker shoot! My humiliation has hardly begun when “Get back over here” comes from within the
