This just seems to encourage him to come over and sit next to me. I let out a silent sigh and do the niceties with him. At least he is cute, unlike th... last yahoo I had to deal with the last time. I notice he isn't wearing a ring of course this doesn't mean much but there is no tan line either. “Good evening, or should I say good early morning?” He speaks with a slight accent I can’t figure out just yet but I like it. He’s tall, about 6’2” and about 150 pounds with light brown almost dirty. He also found the fly whisk and it did indeed make a thoroughly impressive swish. He tried it out on his forearm and, sure enough, it stung slightly but left no more than a slight reddening.The next thing to decide was how and when would be best to administer the punishment. He decided that it would be wrong to let it interfere with their normal love-making particularly with Sharon's present state of mind. Instead he would deal with her on arrival in his study. He would hide the "whip" in a. I want to suck,” Nandu started blabbering with his eyes closed and took half of her nipple into his mouth.“You said you were tired, rascal! Now you want my boobs?”“Yeah. Ma!” Nandu started to move his cock over her pussy.“Hmm, babe. Don’t!” she tried to move his cock away with her hand.“Aah, ma! Yah, it’s wonderful, ma.” Nandu started leaking cum when she touched his member for the first time.Since his member was rock hard, it poked straight over her labia and almost started sliding inside. In the end it was Connie herself that solved his little paranoid dilemma.When the phone rang one evening he assumed if it had nothing to do with work that it must be a telemarketer. It seemed somebody was always trying to sell him something. So, it was a surprise when he pick up the receiver and heard Connie’s voice.“Hello, Mike, it’s Connie Friess.”“Connie, hi! What’s up?”“I was just wondering, are you going to be free any evening this week?”“Yeah, any night except Thursday. Why, something.