We both wanted what we were about to receive. She placed Serena on the left and me on the right. We were bent over on the bed with our bare asses in t...he air. I knew Mrs. Wickersham was planning to beat us both at the same time, and she was right handed, so I was on the right to receive the harder punishment I deserved. Serena would get her share. Mrs. Wickersham picked up a wide leather strap for me and a cat-o-nine-tails for Serena. Oh, we were going to get the ass beating of our lives! She. "I can't say any more, Link. With the agency relationship and all, I think you'll understand my position. I think I'll get dressed. I must be getting home."She departed to the kitchen and then I was stung there by myself, watching the bubbles in the champagne as I poured myself another glass.Damn that Nancy! She was just like a woman. If she'd been my wife I would have beat the hell out of her. Funny, but if you're old friends, you don't do things like that. So what in the Hell had she meant. As his dick touched the lips of my pussy, I gave an instinctive thrust, without being conscious of meaning to. But meant or not, it served the purpose, pushing his dick deep up my pussy. Then I felt him lunge forwards, and he was hard up against my crotch with his crotch, the dick fully up inside me. So, big or not, I'd taken it all without any problem.For the next few minutes, the other people around might just as well not have been there, because the only thing on my mind was this fucking I. It was another saturday stuck indoors looking through facebook,wanking over all the young teen sluts from his area who's profiles weren't on private. He used to feel ashamed doing it,him being in his mid fifties masturbating over girls who were in there teens, but that was along time ago. James and his wife hadn't had sex for years and this was the only way he got his rocks off nowadays.' At least the bitch isn't here this weekend' he thought as he pumped his hard cock looking at some sluts in.