"Amanda is being stubborn by not crying out."Turning to look at Mandy he said, "You can cry out anytime now."With that he gave a harder stroke, finall... getting a squeal out of the tied young woman."Practice makes perfect, they say," Mike told Brandi. "With enough practice you can land the cane on any target you want, with just the force you desire. Watch."With that Mike landed the tip of the cane twice right on Mandy's puckered asshole from two different angles. Mandy didn't have to be told it. I asked if she gave Frank blow jobs, and again I had to explain what a blow job was. She said when she was in school the girls would talk about these things, and that a few of the girls had engaged in both but they called them something else. The girls said the pussy eating was better than fucking.Three days later Susie brought the kids over and after a few hours we put them to sleep in the house. She told me her neck was killing her. “Let me rub it” I told her. At first she hesitated, the. .UH... something is HAPPENING!"I turned back to Lisa. She was staring at her hands. From what I couldtell, all her fingers were the same length so her change wouldn't bequite as dramatic age wise. I hoped.I hopped off my tower of books and made my way to her. She was turningher hands back and forth over and over. From up close, I could see whatshe was talking about.Her skin had started to draw up. We weren't old people (or so wethought), but the wrinkles and things around her arms and. The very thought made her want to slide out of everything she had on. He was thinking the same thing. His hand slid up her skirt, feasting on the feel of her silk hip panties, relishing in the moisture her body emitted, knowing for damn sure what was to come. There was no stopping those two long fingers. He continued prodding, poking, pleasing her, taking her to that point, that magical point they could both share in with quivering waves of unbridled ecstasy. He was pleasing her in every.