“Where do you think you’re going? Were you sneaking off for a wank and a good laugh at my expense – was that it Angus?” “No Miss - I was jus...t going home Miss, for my tea Miss.” I babbled. “Get in the car Angus” She spoke calmly as she placed her bag in the boot of her silver BMW before climbing into the drivers seat and closing the door. I hesitated and considered making a run from it, but she caught my eye and pointed at the seat beside her. I got in and closed the door behind me. Suddenly. Well you little tart she said, if you like to dress like a lady, ill screw you like a lady, she told me to get on all fours and wait. After a while, she came back in, i looked round and as usual she was drop dead sexy, in black boots, lace hold-ups, and a huge flesh like strap on swinging between her legs. Ive never seen that before i thought.... She said, "you know what's going to happen, pull those panties to one side and lube up" she said. I couldn't find the lube fast enough, once it was. During the course of Saturday morning, Margaret fetched her cane from her car and placed it on the coffee table. Despite having wanted to feel one across his backside for quite some time this was the first time that Richard had actually seen a cane and the fact that one was now on display meant that his caning was ever closer. Margaret had given her late husband some merciless floggings with that cane but she had no idea what Richard would be able to take so she thought that she had better talk. En ze deed haar best zo te zien; slurpende geluiden, wisselde elkaar af met gekreun en ademhalingsstoten.?Even het ander gaatje kind, of ik ga te snel komen? en ze schoof haar dikke kont iets verder zodat ze nu met haar aars op Katrien mond zat.Af en toe kneep ze in een tepel , of trok ze er stevig aan. Heel af en toe wreef ze met een vinger langzaam over Katriens buik, voorbij de schaamheuvel tot vlak voor haar clit; plagend.Katrien’s onderlichaam schoot dan omhoog, trachtend om die vinger.