Was that physically possible? Surely there was a limit to what could be done with a tawse.Wilma delivered her standard statement about the reason and ...nature of the punishment. When Wilma stated that Barbara ?had failed to accommodate her husband’s needs,? Barb responded from the bench with a loud, ?Bullshit!?Veronica flinched at the interjection and looked at Adalgisa’s face. The woman did not try to hide her fury. Any hint of sympathy or tendency toward leniency had been banished by Barb’s. As soon as I entered the building I headed straight to the gents for a desperately needed wank. The spunk just kept coming, but eventually I ran dry. Only then, rather red in the face and feeling a little shaky, could I make my way to my desk. Everyone was very understanding about my bereavement. Brian, my boss, readily agreed to my taking a few days off until after the funeral, so I spent the day delegating tasks to colleagues, rearranging meetings and generally ensuring that everything would. I was getting my fill of her tits, so I moved on top of her and started kissing and sucking my way down, eventually reaching her pubic hairs. I had no clue what I was doing, and Janice starting teaching. She gently held my face and moved it down between her thighs. The musky smell kicked my libido into overdrive. I began licking and sucking everywhere around that beautiful pussy. I noticed her immediate reaction when my tongue landed on that little button, she called her clit. When I began. Without her fingers leaving her clitoris, she spreads her legs wide and cries out as the previous tweak turns into an intensified jolt. She is so wet, now, that she is worried about leaving a mark on the floor. So what if I do, she thought defiantly, and continued to rub herself. Her two fingers pressing down harder, eliciting another cry from her lips. Her eyes become glazed and her vision starts blurring. Oh wow, she muses. That didn't take long, and she starts letting go of the tension.