.."Just then there was a knock on the door of Chris's office. He froze.Cole asked who it was. The kneeling sissy was stunned to hear hiswife's voice..."Hello, Win," she said through the door. "I stopped by to surprise myhusband. Thought he and I could go to lunch together."When Chris tried to move away, Cole gave a hard yank on his leash,sending a jolt of pain through his nose. The big man flashed him acritical look.Cole said to Marlene, "You'd better come in here, Mrs. Desmond.There's. Hopefully, she was convinced that she is indeed beautiful.She placed her hands under her breasts, offering them to me and said "Okay, Tony. I will admit that you think my boobies are pretty enough to lick but do you think they are pretty enough to suck?" A rhetorical question, of course, and I didn't answer, except to pull one of her succulent mounds into my mouth and start licking the nipple and tracing the areola while I sucked on the luscious, creamy flesh.Many years ago when Elizabeth first. “What’s this! You naughty girl, you’ve messed on the sheets. Come and lie face down on the bed this instance. You shall have a thrashing before breakfast.” Emma did as she was told and lay prostrate on the bed. The maid lifted the sissy’s middle and a pillow was pushed under her, lifting her sweet white cheeks invitingly, ready for the wicked bite of the cane. Before Emma could think, she heard the whoosh of the rattan and squealed with pain as her white cheeks blushed a pink and then red. We started off at a little wine bar not far from Leicester square, and then went to a small pasta restaurant not far away. We stayed in the wine bar perhaps a while longer than we should, and by the time we got to the restaurant we had all had rather too much to drink. We then had even more at the restaurant, and we were more than just a little merry by the time we left to find our way home. We managed, somehow, to find our way back to Adams house, during which time we sobered up a bit. When we.