Especially, not my sisters! They just want to catch themselves husbands, any husbands, as fast as they can, so that they can settle down and start mak...ing babies right away. They never want to do anything else but raise children and keep house their whole lives long. Babies are so very important. I've been told that all of my life, and I do believe it, really I do. I know that I'm an awful person not to want all of that, but I don't. I don't!" Go ahead and cry," Jewel comforted her as she broke. " She, err, first starts with the thick leather paddle and then the tawse for the wide area treatment. Then she switches to the crop to finish off the session." She's doing a fine job of whip-, I mean flagellation. But I want her to use two different finer instruments. One is called the whippy cane. It's for delicate forceful treatment in single focused areas on your ass, err, buttocks. When the cane leaves a sensational burning feeling, you'll know it's working quite well. The other. I put the can on the table and pulled my chair near her. I put my hands over her shoulder, took my head near her, and kissed her lightly over her lips. Although, her response was not very enthusiastic, she did not try to move her lips away from me. I kissed her again passionately this time, prolonging my kiss. Slowly, as if recovered from her trance she responded by pressing back her hot lips.My left hand moved lower and cupped her tit. It fit perfectly in my palm and I squeezed it lightly. It. The speed of her breathing increased and she looked at the brassiere, wanting to throw it but some unknown force moved her hand towards her face and the brassiere was now just a few inches away from her nose. The powerful smell of the Libido again hit her nostrils and suddenly it looked as if she had gone mad. She started kissing the wet brassiere carrying loads of his libido in it. She rubbed it all over her face, kissed it like a mad cum slut and started moving it all over her face and neck..