!That was several days ago and i have now completed the 'train journey' assignment. And of course i still have your original instructions, Master. Not...hing you send me gets deleted. And just to prove it, here's a copy of the relevant sections of the message:-When you next have a day off work I want you to go on a train journey of your choice. For this assignment you will once again wear a short (preferably pleated) skirt and a thin blouse. It goes without saying that you will not be wearing any. You know you fucked me. You know I sucked you off. And you know what else? I don't care. I liked doing it and I'd do it again." Do what? Set me up?" I didn't set you up," Jill said. "Unless you mean with Linda. That's all I was trying to do, set you up with Linda and me up with Steve."For a long time, neither one of us said anything more. I'm guessing Jill was quiet because she didn't want to say the wrong thing. I was quiet because, well, what could I say? What was there to say? Finally, I. Surprised his cum tasted so different. Did all males have different tastes to their semen? She groaned, gulping him down as more spurted into her mouth. He tasted so good, she would drink him down anytime. Letting his cock slip from her lips, she pressed butterfly kisses all over it and his balls, and then smiled up at him. He looked shattered, shocked. Emily stood, licking her lips. “You’ve never had anyone go down on you?” His eyes were round, scared. ”Shelim erbo’.” He looked away, biting. “My God, that’s hot!” Bill exclaimed. “Yeah, baby, it is,” replied his wife. “Why don’t you spank me and then I”ll get you off?” she suggested.Bill pulled his wife down over his lap and lifted up her skirt. He tugged at her panties and dragged them down around her ankles. He began to spank her. Michael and Lynn couldn’t decide what was occupying their attention more: Dawn’s flogging at the hands of Marie, or Bill spanking Angie.After going back and forth like spectators would at a tennis.