George started us off in a mellow mood. Laurie was sitting next to me on the couch, and George was sitting on the floor, on the other side of a coffee...table. Soft blues were playing in the background as we made small talk. He was playing with a small kitten. "Want to pet her?" he asked Laurie. She put her wine glass down and moved forward, leaning over the coffee table in just the perfect way, treating George to a full view of her breast. She stayed that way for a moment and then straightened. Firstly, he would be brought to book when doing something that he shouldn’t, and, secondly, he knew that Sandra would be far more relaxed knowing that she had the authority to deal with him in this kind of way. So, as Sandra started to spank him with the hairbrush and the pain was just so awful, Bert was still happy to be submitting to his wife. That didn’t even change when Sandra made him bend over and she gave him six very hard strokes of the cane.Sandra also loved disciplining and as she. He sticks to more fingers in, this sends a stream of pre cum onto his leg. He pulls my head away and gives me hand. He spins me around and makes me sit on his cock. Im really nervous and scared, but he slowly puts it in, I slowly go down and down, the feeling of his cock makes more and more pre cum stream out of my cock. He pushes me down until its fully in. We stop for a bit and he moans. He whispers in my ear to bounce. I do as he commands and bounce on his hard cock pulsating within my tight. "He looked up from kneeling position and saw that under her micro miniskirt, Judy was wearing white nylon thong panties."Are you looking at my knickers you sissy bastard?" she shouted."I'm sorry mistress." he snivelled."You, dirty little sissy bastard, you will be sorry." she said.Looking at the other laughing women she asked, "What should we do witha sissy who looks up a young ladies skirt at her knickers?"Alice an old seventy year old former prostitute said, "Leave her to meJudy." Looking.