”The way she said it, coupled to the way she was dressed and her actions, suggested not so much health care professional as seasoned sex worker. I c...ouldn’t help it. A hand shot out, making a play for one of her full breasts.“Tut, tut, Darren!” Mrs Craddock admonished. “Please lay still and let me perform the necessary procedure!”This was unbearable, but I did as I was told, all the while staring at Mrs Craddock’s big tits as she continued wanking me with determined strokes, desperate to get my. She was now only with her petticoat.I started to massage her naked boobs and then started to squeeze it and she had closed her eyes and her palms were over my hand and I started to massage her nipples and she was hissing and then I pushed her hand behind her and rested her against the wall and started to lick her neck and then I slowly came down and started to lick the centre part of her chest and with one hand I was massaging her nipples and then I put my mouth on her nipples and started to. They were pretty tender still and showed up quite blue and purple. That shocked them. "Will our bodies look like your back?" Elizabeth asked through her tears." Something like I guess," I replied which started them wailing again. "These marks are from the birch rod and are finer and deeper than those I have just given you. Your bottoms will be pretty much the same colour come the morning." After laying the cold wet cloths on them for a while, I untied them. "Girls, I know you like playing with. I felt more at ease and wasn’t too worry about being unease. The way she smiles at me sometimes ignites a spark on me that I can’t turn off and often time it leaves me burning wanting more and more. She controls the spark of my fire and often times she causes me to combust of extreme energy too much that I don’t know what to do with.I try to often find something else to do because if it was up to me I would follow her around like a little puppy waiting for her to throw me a bone. (in actuality.