The cane was already hanging over its back. Mum served me my breakfast which I ate in silence, always conscious of the chair, waiting for me.... When breakfast was over she said “take your position young lady.” I stood up and went to the chair bent over and grabbed the seat. “Twelve strokes” she said. I knew why of course. I wasn’t going to have the privacy of my bedroom afterwards. No. Straight afterwards I was going to get dressed and leave the house. I. . "Satyr! What's the matter... ?" the younger, naked wife called after him as he slunk toward the corner... and then, she too, saw them... !"Oh God! Where did he go with that beautiful cock?" Barbara lewdly gasped out, suddenly feeling the squirming lovely body beneath her struggling as if to push her away. "What's wrong, Karen... ?" Oh! Oh, my God... look!" the younger girl moaningly exclaimed as she worked herself from beneath Barbara's obscenely positioned nakedness, hunching and crossing. I moved my hand from underneath his, then placed it on his cheek. He leant down until our lips met, and I kissed him back. He slowly kissed me, knowing how I wanted him and making me wait for it. As I kissed back, I opened my mouth and he slid his tongue into my mouth. As he kissed me hard enough to make me breathless, he was sliding his hand up my thigh, and onto my hip. Then his hand slowly slid further up, moving over my shirt and up to my breasts, in which I had concealed a condom (the main. She smiled, the scent of her, those cool tight embroidered jeans and the blue blouse to match, silken with tantalising buttons down the middle, already I wanted open – my whole being as if surging for her touch. My God! I wanted a woman like never before. Whatever she had, she had loads and I wanted to share. ‘Shall we go up to the bedroom?’ she suggested and now my heart was pounding, and she knew it – but she chose to tease me, like most women do, ‘well you do need to know how I want it, the.