He looksat me and Becky more than puzzled "Is this the first time you have hadone?" Yes I think?....But for some reason I have got a memory my headstu...k...that I've had this before?"Becky leers at me hard "You like cigars?" This is first time, I can remember in my surface memory having one? ButI have a deeper memory..." I stand there concentrating "Becky?... Thismust be what's left of the human I subsumed? The resistance to myunderstanding English and this stupid 'cigar'? you call it? This. And a much better job cooking. She couldn't imagine how he could havecooked such a good meal on his first time. "I can't wait to get back to normal." Wendy muttered toherself, already thinking about getting hold of the medallion.Reluctantly though, she remembered that she still had to do Eric'shomework. "Wait" she suddenly realized, "it's Friday. Eric can finish itthis weekend himself" With that decided, Wendy left the kitchen,vaguely feeling guilty because she always made Eric do his. As they reached the more sensitive region of my buttocks the pain was building, and my cries grew louder. THWACK! I could feel tears beginning to trickle down my cheeks as the pain in my buttocks grew. The spreader bar kept my legs almost four feet apart which made sure that the crack of my arse was spread open, the tenderest flesh vulnerable to her assault. THWACK! Again I screamed as the tawse bit into my flesh savagely. The next blow would land right in the crease between my buttocks. Seconds later he was slapping it against her face, first her cheeks and then her lips and she could feel it leaking precum on her soft skin. But he didn’t need to ask, as Emma opened her lips and lifted her head as she took, first the wet cock head, then part of the shaft into her hungry mouth. Probably quite naturally for him, he reached down with both hands and clasped her big soft and now very tender breasts, squeezing them as he did. Emma was in a hard sucking motion now as he held the.