So I gave her a couple moderate swats with The King and asked her to guess. Being a smarty pants and a watcher of Jeopardy!, Kasey tried to give as b...oad an answer as she could. "A paddle," she said. I was feeling generous so I didn't take her to task for a vague answer and gave her the chance to tell me which one - we currently have three to choose from. She responded correctly with the ruler paddle, so she only had four more coming for the touchdown.I proceeded to deliver the four swats. I. ) He said he saw her strip off her shorts and vest, then her bikini and paused for a second looking at herself in the mirror, towel in hand; obviously deep in thought. She then threw her towel back on the chair and he could see her hand was on her pussy, already massaging her clit. She then lay on the bed, licked her fingers and began masturbating proper. He told me enthusiastically that he had lay on the bed directly overlooked by the mirror, giving him the best view he could have hoped as she. He wanted his mother's juices everywhere; all over his face. Jennifer moaned and giggled at the same time as her son made his face wet with her fuck juice. He revelled in the smell and the feel of the warm sticky wetness on his face and then he licked everywhere. The taste of his mother's juices attacked his taste buds as his tongue investigated the taste and feel of every place of her snatch. The bush of pubic hair, the clit, the thick outer lips, the labia, the pink slit, even her asshole. He. They hadn't washed him or even oiled his wheels for a very long time. He remembered when the yardmen Oscar and Pete would always start the day with giving him a nice wash with the long green water hoses that washed away all the dirt from a hard day's work.He liked it a lot better when he was bringing up the rear to a passenger train instead of one of those really dirty freight trains that left him covered with soot and dust after a long trip.Lately, it seemed like the passenger trains were.