As I was thinking that, his hand came down on my mound, over my hard clit. I cried out, again tried to close my legs but to no avail. Another slap. I...whimpered again. As quickly as it started, it stopped. Now the leather stung my belly, across my breasts. I hissed through clenched teeth. I felt the softness of his hands caressing places where the leather had stung my flesh. His fingers edged towards my pussy, stroked up and down my slit, but avoided my clit. Damn! I needed him to touch my. But then it registered that the sound wasn't coming from the speakers. It was in the room with him. When Ross turned his head, his stomach leaped into his throat.Mrs. Michaels was leaning against the bathroom door with a look of disgust on her face. She was wearing the same business suit and corset as she did at the office."Bravo," she said mockingly. "You want to tell me what the fuck you're doing?" I-I-I thought you were in Portland," Ross stammered."Flight was cancelled," Mrs. Michaels. More

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