I moved my legs slightly wider apart to give her better access, as she slowly wrapped the cloth around my now very hard cock…She pulled my foreskin ...ack and gently rubbed the head of my cock with the cloth. I felt I was going to explode…The nurse smiled again and she and started to massage my hard dick with her gloved hands. She slid a finger up my tight asshole. I looked down at her hands as they worked my cock and asshole.She bent down, her uniformed tits pressing against my chest as she did. With her skirt off he could now see she was wearing suspenders and a garter belt also, making her even sexier than before in his eyes. The wait was beginning to annoy her and, seeing this, James resolved to put her out of her misery immediately. Using his hands he slowly massaged her ass until he could feel the moisture seeping through her thong with his free hand. At this point he took his hands away and picked up the paddle, which swiftly came through the air to connect with her tight ass.. I read through the clauses... "I will clean all of the dirty clothes...", "For each and every item of clothing I find in Kathryn's apartment...", "panties, briefs, or underpants..." "intimate contact with the wearer's crotch..."Shit, shit, shit!!! The clauses were entirely about all clothes in the apartment - regardless of who wears them. Damn it! Nothing about Kathryn's clothes specifically at all.Had she known this was going to happen? I wondered. Had she thought ahead to the time when men. We were camping for a week in Killbear Park just outside Parry Sound, on the edge of Northern Ontario. For our first two days and I wore the skimpiest little bikini, everywhere I went. I made sure to bend and twist before the other campers, providing them with quite a show. Then I would take Paul into the tent and bring him up and down the wave of ecitement, time and again. I denied him an orgasm for the entire time. He can think of nothing but me and his ultimate release when he is like this.