I set the pastry box down on the kitchen counter. ‘Yes, Moira?’ ‘Will you come here, please?’ ‘Nothing would please me more.’ She was sitt...ing up in my bed, her hair a wild mass of enticing curls. She held the sheet to her chest with one hand. The way it draped over her luscious curves stopped me dead, my eyes almost escaping their sockets. ‘I woke up and you were gone and I was cold,’ she said sadly. She noticed my bug-eyed expression and gave me a curious look. ‘It’s nothing you haven’t. Almost without exception these women would provide a ‘training’ or ‘maintenance’ spanking on a regular basis. The most common schedule of periodicity was weekly - sometimes it was more often. In addition to these weekly ‘reminders’ as to ‘who is the boss’, there were so-called punishment spankings.More than one couple had found that merely ‘milking’ the husband/boyfriend prior to their discipline would cumulate towards a more effective - read that ‘painful’ - result. Another issue seemed to be. She rolled his big hairy balls up and down and around and round with her tongue tip, each stab right on target and hard enough to make him groan and gasp. Though the thick hairs on his balls tickled her nose, she paid them little attention, concentrating only on the thick coarse meat that held his balls."Aaagh!" he groaned, brushing her long yellow hair out of the way. "Fine, baby, fine. Now lick my prick shaft. Make that throb, too."Sally obeyed. She slid her tongue up her daddy's ball-bag,. "Hi Hanna" I said as she walked up. "Hey Billy, what's up?" Hanna replied. I stood looking at her walk up, my dick getting hard just seeing her."Chillin', what's up with you today?" "Nothin' much, just came by to see what Lisa (My sister) was up to." At this point I wasn't even listening to what she was saying. My eyes and brain was focused on nothing but her body and I didn't even hear her last response. "Do what" I said. "I came by to see Lisa." she repeted. "Cool" I said. "What do you two.