.oOoDuring the weeks of healing Jean began to form a plan. As she saw it, the stakes needed to be raised again. For the second encounter she'd lost th... trousers, so the next time she should lose the knickers. And get caned on her bare bottom.But not just any old bare bottom. It would need to be one presented for punishment in the lewdest fashion she could devise. And that might require a little experimentation.After what seemed an age of impatience the appointed date arrived and Jean set out. As she skated toward him, he called to her, ‘I didn’t want to disturb you. I hope I’m not intruding.’ ‘Not at all,’ she said, ‘I could use a break, someone to talk to.’ As she got closer, she saw that the man had a hansom face, and light brown hair peaking out of his orange and brown striped cap. She guessed that he was probably a couple of years older than her. They talked about many things, as the snow fell around them. She learned that he lived in one of the houses along the shore, and she. Stoking my vagina slowly..’tugging. ‘ I can’t handle not touching u.’ I heard. As I was deepthroated gently deeply. Rub.rub.rub...squeeze.a hot toungue circled high up my vagina circling..twisting.touch hot on my breasts.wet.. stroking.. ‘silence..’ I heard as the pressure between my legs grew deeper.rougher. ‘Your so moist..’ she whispered. Rubbing me deeper deeper inside my legs. Suckling..long..deep. Hard. Slow.oh the wicked hot kiss. Amazing.lips of flame dove in my pussy circling. She was trying for a job but she could not. We lived at a two room apartment which became a great hurdle for her to run. After 6 months we were not able to pay off last two months rent. The land lord was giving reminder again and again.At that time one of my dad’s friends came to our house. His name is Rupon. He was a tax officer. He used to come at our house before he transferred to Dhaka. He had lot of bribe than his salary. Even one day he came at our house with bundles of note and then told.