You now reach down and grab both breasts and squeezed hard, cupping them andcruelly tweaking my nipples. The pain jerk me up, but at the same time my ...odycouldn't deny the pleasure that your manipulating hands are bringing, and Ibegin to cream profusely, dripping myself down my now-soaked throng. ?Seeing this, one of your boys cruellygrab whole of the throng and jerk it up, intending to hurt my dripping pussy.But his movment only serves to stimulate my clitoriseven further. As the throng cut. She had her woollen overcoat, her slim blue jeans and her plain black heels. Her eyes were still locked in an eternal dance between green and blue, never consistent. When she showed up on the scene she still walked the same as she always walked. Waiting for class she still passed the time staring at her phone like she always did. When she got annoyed at my dumbfounded stare she could barely contain her irritation, and spoke flames at me just like she always did. She was the same old Carmencita. The plan was for Hope to come home for a visit of a few days before driving on to Chicago and getting settled in. After that, it would be even harder to see her because of the additional 350 miles and the fact that she would be doing an unspecified amount of traveling in her line of work.Faith and I made the drive in the afternoon and checked into a hotel before seeing Hope. We then got together for dinner and some reminiscing before dropping Hope off to get a little sleep on her last night in. Women need to be managed Willy. They may try to tell you otherwise but deep down they crave to be dominated by a strong male" He looked from Willy back to his daughter. "Continue!"As Betty continued her tale Bill pulled a tawse from his briefcase and passed it over to his grandson. Betty shivered as she watched her son caress the well oiled leather tawse. If it was out of the briefcase she was sure that she would be feeling it sooner or later on her trembling bottom.Betty took a deep breath..