Paul's massive specimen got most of the oral attention as she flirted back and forth between us. I couldn't resist taking hold of Paul's head and ramm...ing my tongue deep inside his mouth. He reciprocated by gingerly pushing his finger up my ass-hole. I wanted to say that this would make a good selfie but I wasn't for spoiling the moment. I wasn't sure if Sam could see the battling of tongues that was taking place just above her, but I couldn't care. I was grateful for Paul's saliva wetting the. At that point, it didn't matter anymore. I was just happy that I was finally able to talk to him again and didn't want to scare him off with a jealousy that was unfounded. After all, we weren't dating and he didn't have any ties to me, but I felt a sense of ownership over him that was ridiculous. We started our usual dialogue once again and this continued until the end of November. Once again, the question of when we could finally see each other face-to-face arose. This time, I was a little. Janet turned to Jamie, she reached into her pocket, and produced breast clamps. She placed one on each of Jamie's nipples. It hurt, but Jamie just gritted her teeth and glared back at Janet. "Well, little one, I see that you are over your crying. That's good. These are just something for you to remember me by until later. This little problem with the police would normally be a terrible disappointment. But now I have you. I am glad that they are coming. I am sure that within a week you will be. Take it, bounce kick cry and wiggle around then, squeal the line out quickly when he stopped. The spanking went on until I was literally sobbing like a little girl. Part of that was an act though. I'd learned that, when I was being punished, the louder I got and the harder I cried, the sooner it was over. Of course when I was getting the paddle, I didn't have to put on much of an act for my dad. When that made contact with your backside, the explosion of pure pain was hard to believe!Fred knew.