" I know this, Brad. I know we're drifting apart a little bit further all the time. I know we don't share..." I love you Sondra." I know that. And I l...ove you. And i know a lot ofthis is my fault. I know you've sometimes wanted more than I was prepared to give. but thngs have changed. I've changed. IBut most of all, it's not like it used to be. I used to be the center of your life and you were the center of mine. I don't expect the sexual marathons we had when we were first married, but I miss. ‘Jesus Sandy,’ Sandy turned and looked at her bottom in the mirror. It was hard to believe they could do that to anyone. It was little wonder the pain was so intense. Her bum was crimson, bright crimson, there were six raised cane wealds, and each perfectly spaced, presumably for maximum effect. ‘Lets get some cold water on it,’ Trudy quickly run a sink of water an immersed a towel. She rung it out and placed it over Sandy’s bum. ‘Aaaaaaah!’ Sandy screamed. The pain was eased by the coldness,. A short man walk over and asked quietly if I wanted to share,I said this was my first time here and was just looking around. He said ok, and went back to where the other men were standing. Nervous I went to the front of the room and looked down the other hall. Seeing and open door I went to look. It was same as the other small room. I didn't see anyone standing around and sat on the bench. Wondering what the buttons were for, I looked out in the hallway. An older man was walking towards me. I. She seemed panicked, but didn't remove her hand from her cunt. “Have you been watching me this entire time?” “I'm sorry baby, I couldn't help myself. I'll leave.” I said hastily, trying to move from the door. “No dad!” She said in her normal voice. “Have you been jerking off to me?” I nodded my head nervously. She still hadn't removed her hand from her pussy, but using her free hand she made a gesture for me to come in. I obliged her, coming inside and closing the door behind me. My cock was.