Bret being raised as an orphan, there wasn’t even anyone to ask. There was nothing she could do but pine over the loss, but perhaps this visit wou...d help distract her from the sadness, perhaps, if silly Nicole would just shut up for a second anyway, she chuckled inwardly. The bags arrived, and miraculously they were all there. They scooped them up and walked out into the sweltering heat to Nicole’s car in the parking garage. Once seated in the SUV, Nicole behind the wheel turned and. Miss D continued the second tranche of cane strokes and Jane drew some comfort this time when she counted the ninth, and even better the tenth so she was over halfway. As the caning continued she actually thought each stroke hurt less than the one before, as though her bottom had become dulled to the strokes, so when Miss D said, ’12,’ and stopped Jane wanted to shout out for her to continue. It was then Jane realised she was in no position to say anything as she was crying out too much, and. Her room had light scent which is a mixture of her favorite perfume and lotion. It felt similar to what I smelled and remembered from previous night, from her exercise panties. I switched on her PC and logged in with password she left me, the problem was simple as there were only a few worm, it took me 10 minutes, to get rid of them and made sure the web browser will not be modified by cantankerous websites. I then spent the time after enjoyed having privilege on her machine to browse around.. I sighed, feeling her lips and tongue working on me. I hissed, settling one hand on the woman's head, urging her to bob back and forth."Yeah, that's it, bitch, suck my cock... oh yeah, work it hard. Suck it like you want it. Suck it, you skinny little whore! Suck my cock! Eat my fucking cock! Make me fucking shoot in your mouth, bitch! You know you wanna eat my cum!"Vicky mumbled and whimpered around my cock as she sucked and pulled and pumped. I reveled in the sensations of her hot mouth; I.