<div class="floatleft">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/088604f7d9cfcdbadce818c078e8e266/tumblr_mqgk0etFtT1rr1bwco1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Tanya<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>With:</strong>Paul<br/><hr/><br/>Tanya couldn't believe they were doing this, but Paul and she were alone and incredibly aroused. When he spanked her harder, she gasped and moaned, and shuddered whenever he brushed her pussy. It was heavenly, and she never wanted the 'punishment' to end. She didn't want to think about the fact that what they were doing was likely wrong, and she just wanted it to continue.<br/><br/>He did surprise her, though, and when he pushed a finger inside, she had to bury her face in the couch to keep from crying out. Still, her muffled moans were enough to show that she was so very close. She moved her hips desperately against him and when he told her to cum, she couldn't have held back even if she'd wanted to.<br/><br/>Keeping her face in the cushion, she cried out in pleasure and was thankful that it was muffled by the cushion. She soaked his fingers and clenched hard on the digit inside her, and her whole body shuddered in bliss. She jerked rhythmically and whimpered as her body gradually descended back to earth. Going still on his lap, she slowly lifted her head and before she could stop herself, she spoke like a well-trained slave.<br/><br/>"Is there anything this slave can do for you, Sir?"<br/><br/>She didn't say 'master' or 'your slave,' but she still blushed after she said it...realizing that it was unusual for them.