It was now the evening before Emily was due back and Maneka and Roger were, as usual, at the cottage.As they kissed downstairs prior to the removal of...clothing and fucking Maneka said, "You do know that I am going to tell Miss Carruthers what we have been doing don't you?"Roger knew from what Maneka had said previously that a severe caning for both of them was almost inevitable but he responded by saying, "Yes although I am not looking forward to her reaction."By now Maneka had unfastened his. She kept her pale blue blouse on – Alice knew it was legs and pussy that dominated me – and smiled as her finger smoothed the nylon mesh over her trimmed pussy.‘It is hot today and my pussy is a little sticky in the pantyhose. Can you see, darling?’‘Yes.’ I muttered thickly, wincing with the pain in my restricted cock.‘Why don’t you give my thighs a little kiss while you smell me?’How could I refuse?My lips ran over the nylon as Alice stroked my hair. I inhaled and could smell her musky aroma. I take a handful of hair as you run the tip of your tongue over the wet swollen lips of my sex, up to the button, but you gently blow on it instead. My back arches and I pull your face onto me, your tongue going inside me. The nectar starts to run down your chin, as you swirl the muscle inside. Replacing it with a finger, you start to pay attention to another spot, flicking it with your tongue, all the time sliding your finger in and out. My moans are replaced by a low growl, “I want you,. Miss, do you mind if we use the ladies?"Jennifer asked the receptionist."Of course not, now that he looks like that, no one would no thedifference," she laughed back.I was led into the ladies toilet, but not allowed to look in the mirror."It's a surprise and a treat for you darling, you can see when you areall prettied up."I was pushed into a stall, and told to undo my suspender clips. I walkedback into the salon with the blue plastic cape around my shoulders andmy stockings around my ankles. I.