Then, she stopped, and lay back in her original position.The firmness of her breasts, created a perfect appeal. Her nipples were perched nicely, as th...e contour of her breasts curved gracefully.The light from the window cast a soft shadow, highlighting the sweetness between her breasts.I often lingered, to kiss her there, to breathe in the scent of her body.The increasing light coming from the window; illuminated the tiny, soft, 'baby hairs', that covered her body. Those few on her breasts and. “So, you’re finally up, huh?”, Samuel asked with a wide grin on his face, “I was really scared there for a moment about your condition. You look fine now. I am glad.”I took in his words with a faint smile of my own but I wanted some answers. How had I gotten here? Or rather did the gryphon bring me here? And most importantly, how had I recovered or even survived? I had seen my core with my own eyes, it looked beyond saving. It must have required a minor miracle for me to recover from that. After almost 15 years of celibacy, I was now in a relationship where I was fucking like a bunny almost daily. When I was married to my first wife, we fucked all the time, but I was too immature to understand the difference between love and sex. With my second wife I had separated love and sex too much and I could not make myself have sex with her. Then along came Keri. We met and I cared for her right away. She was a friend and I found myself growing close to her before I realized what was. Dupree pull it out with her fingers before smoothing the cotton over her buttocks. Sophie and Pippa had played spanking games quite regularly and Pippa had never really considered a hand spanking as anything other than stimulating. When Mrs Dupree delivered the first spank, Pippa looked round expecting to see a paddle or hairbrush as she couldn’t believe a hand could sting so much. The spanking continued for a good ten minutes and by the end Pippa was like a rag doll. “Right Philippa, up you.