There are four minutes and thirty-six seconds left.”Mark groaned, and his hand slid back between my legs, making them shake again.Crack, crack. Firs... on one cheek and then on the other, followed by his comforting hand.I was beginning to moan and push against his soft rubbing hand. I wanted him to touch me between my legs again; no I needed him to touch me there. My bottom moved trying to get his hand to slip there, and he seemed to understand because a moment later his hand rubbed between my. He was always busy with his job and work. He had little time to spend at home and very little time or I can say no time for sex with his wife. After speaking and chatting with her for some time, she agreed to meet me and asked me to come to her apartment around afternoon time as there will be few people in her society outside. I went at her address and called her, she came outside and took me in her home. She was looking hot, with pink lips and big boobs. I could feel the shape and softness of. Memories of doing this while we were bamboozled by the gas fluttered through my mind. I squeezed both her firm breast as I nibbled my lips around her nub between hard sucks.My lips would pop off with a loud plop. But then I would just re-engulf them. I would suck again and again, loving her right nub. I noticed her other one, olive-brown and hard, out of the corner of my eye. Her left nipple needed attention, too. My head darted over, my pigtails dancing as I engulfed her other nub. I sucked it. .How many strokes of the cane do you deserve and want?" " "Oh about 6 Mike" You are older than the schoolk**s Emma, you will get one stroke for each year of your age!" Emma looked down then said " Ok Mike" " Right Girl go to that bedroom there is a cane on a hook behind the door, bring it in here please!" Emma went to fetch it, Mike put a dining room chair in the centre of the room with a cushion resting on its back. Emma came in, she was wearing a pleated maroon skirt, white blouse and black.