Aiko shuddered but translated, “Mr. Nakamura wishes to know if your secretary is a good cocksucker.”I shrugged apologetically and replied, “Not ...et. But she’s getting better. She needs a lot more practice.”Nakamura reached for his fly. I assumed he was going to make use of Riley’s mouth but before he could open his zipper he paused and glanced down at the toys I left on the nearby table. He picked up the smaller version of the cat-o-nine-tails and after first testing it out on his open palm he. "Mr. Reece sat at my table and enquired of our names and interests in a kindly and friendly manner. I began to wonder how true the stories I'd heard were but the sight of the tawses kept me uneasy. The noise level rose a little during the meal and towards the end Royston, a rather plump boy, shouted across to our table, "Hey Janet, toss the extra bread over gal!" Immediately Miss Collins and Mr. Thompson, who were both on his table, stood up and ordered Roy to his feet.The room went silent.. This was an amazing scene to watch. Even I was getting hard again. I couldn’t keep my hand off my cock. I’d removed my thong and was wanking like mad with my right hand, and squeezing and tickling my balls with my left. I only regretted not having a camera with me (something I bore in mind on subsequent occasions.) The lad was now on the vinegar stroke, and with a howl, came again, deep into my wife’s pussy. As had happened earlier, he was quickly replaced by his friend, who again started to. She then twisted her chair sideways from the table and pulled her loose skirt up, exposing the tops of her gorgeous legs, turning them in and out. She eyed her legs intently, allowing me to freely gaze at her opened thighs. Finally, she looked up, catching me staring, and said, "What do you think, Timmy?"I blushed furiously. "Ummm, I don't know, Mom. Your legs look nice." Well, thanks, honey, that's really very nice of you to say." She slid forward on her chair and turned to face me even more,.