I put on my uniform and slowly got ready. Brent got home shortly before I got ready to leave. He shoved his hand up my skirt and grabbed the toys and ...miled. good slut! Now bend over he ordered I bent over and felt him start working the vibrator in and out slowly. My ass was so sore from being full so long that it was torture. I begged him to stop because it hurt. I should have kept my mouth shut though because he rammed it hard and deep and told me to stay right there till he came back. So I. Then I again asked her if she would go out to my car with me. She looked me in the eye for a minute and just said, "Sure." We got in my car. Joan reached back and unhooked and removed her halter top. "Suck my tits first." Her tits were probably 38 or 40 D's and sagged quite a bit but they were still nice and she had big hard nipples. I really enjoy nursing on a woman's boobs. When my lips first wrapped around one of her nipples, she let out a loud moan and pushed her chest at my face. I. Heather usually wore her dirty blonde hair either in a ponytail or cut short. Her laughing blue eyes seemed to sparkle when she smiled. A few freckles were scattered around her face. Her breasts hadn't begun swelling on her chest until she was in her mid teens. By the time she had gotten her driver license she had a cute pair of tennis ball sized boobs. Over the next year, Heather's boobs filled out a bit more to become firm B-cups. They didn't expand in size much beyond that until she became. He wanted cries, wriggling and general disobedience! He’d have to make the next stroke harder, wouldn’t he? And so it was that with a simple flick of the wrist, the fifth stroke was much, much harder. The noise as the cane made impact was impressive, even to an experienced caner like Buckhouse. His lodger cried out with anguish and wriggled her bottom most enticingly, and then thrust it up ready for the final stroke. He decided to wait. The girl seemed almost eager. That hadn’t been in his.