‘Honey! You can’t be serious?’ yelped the nervous Karen. Nikita looked confused. ‘Punishment? What punishment?’ she wondered. Karen blushed...that Nikita would know about her domestic discipline sessions. Not only that, it looked like she would actually witness it. ‘Oh I am very serious. Come on, hurry up, you know the routine,’ said Dave, turned on at pushing Karen’s submission to a new level. ‘Honey? Please?’ Karen pleaded. ‘Uh uh,’ said Dave resolutely. Karen bowed her head in shame, turned. We walked hand in hand back to the pub. I sent Sharon to the bar as I’d noticed a young lad behind the bar when we walked in. Sharon’s nipples like bullets stuck through the thin material of her dress and add to that there was a huge amount of breast on show, the poor lad didn’t know where look and went bright red when Sharon ordered the drinks and food. On her way back to the table she suddenly remembered she still had the butt plug still inside her arse and sat down very carefully. After a. .." "Look at all that sticky stringy fuck slime. I'll betyou really want totaste it, don?t you? Nice fresh teenage boy fucksnot? Doesit taste different from when you suck some old fart's dick? I bet itdoes...nice juicy teeage boy pisser juice. You want it bad...don'tyou?" My shaking hand fished out another twenty which gottossed lightly onthe pile, then Jake stepped close to me once again, and Iwas in Heaven smelling the ripe odor of his teen boy cock and balls. Ileaned in and putmy lips to his. .. Which led to the Right Honourables Roland Butt and Frederick Haunch crawling naked on their hands and knees to a giggling little Kentish farm girl. On reaching Susan, the two desperate men grovelled before her with their big white bottoms sticking out. Putting their hands together, the cringing nude men implored Susan:-?Anchor, banker, spanker, flankerI know that I’m a total wankerBut can I be excused please, missMy dick’s a-trembling and I must piss?Once Susan was satisfied with this.