She was hugging my head and tousling with my hair in a passionate, almost frenzied fashion. Our faces were wet from the open-mouthed kissing and licki...ng. I had pulled down the bodice of her dress, exposing her push-up bra. Her dark areolas were plainly visible through the lacy half cup and pulling the cup down caused her hard nipple to pop out.“Yesssss,” she hissed, “kiss me there. Suck me, Howie! Suck that tit!“God, Mom,” I croaked, “I love you so much. I can’t tell you.”“Yes, yes ... I know. She also always wears nylons;mostly tights, but sometimes she will wear stockings just for me. She's areal woman.I love her as much today after six years of marriage as I did when Ifirst laid eyes on her gorgeous arse. I would do anything for her, and Ireally don't mind that she is the boss in our relationship as the sex isphenomenal.My fetish, or kink, or addiction, are nylons. I love to see Bethany'slong shapely legs in her tights or stockings, but when I see her lovelybottom in her tan. . did I do that?" she asked only now seeing his back for the first time which was criss-crossed with angry looking welts. "I'm sorry, I'll try to watch that next time," she added apologetically. "I tend to get carried away when I'm aroused." Yeah, I noticed," Rick grinned broadly. "But I'm fine really, sort of a nice reminder anyway, something I'm sure I'll continue to feel and remind myself about throughout the day!"Unlike the night before, their lovemaking was far less frantic, though equally. Usually the offense that brought this discipline on seemed quite minor. She was determined to memorize the school rules and stay well within them lest she be so horribly treated and humiliated.But the rules were made to be broken. At least at Quest, the regulations were so complicated and arbitrary it was easy to come afoul of them when you had no intention of being disobedient. So by the second week Amelia discovered the consequences of not kneeling properly at chapel. Ten strokes of a switch,.