”I knew she was lying. No women say I came here to fuck! It is a man’s job to understand women. So I understood her and ordered. “Do as I said.�...�She slowly pulled down my zip and put her hand inside. What a touch. I trembled at the soft touch of her hand. She too trembled upon touching my big cock. She started caressing my cock with her big soft hand.I drew her closer to me and kissed on her lips passionately. Then I pressed her both boobs. They were big, round and soft. She moaned passionately.. Helen flexed and swished them.“We want several for Suzie’s students” she explained “ they need dealing with and corporal punishment is the best way.”The lady nodded. “Yes, dear, a number of local landladies buy from me and Mrs Collins from Acacia Avenue told me only this morning she caned both hers for too many late nights. She said the boys had to bend over the end of their beds and take six of the best over pyjamas.”Helen and Suzie agreed which to use and paid for them while the lady wrapped. Kate had to choose for me: dark jeans, a white dress shirt, and my black linen blazer from Uniqlo. We got there before Zoe, but fortunately we knew her friends Beth, Vicky, and Bobbie, all lesbian but very different. Beth was a cute natural blonde with a pixie haircut and softly feminine, the girl-next-door type who wore rather conservative flower-print dresses and must have broken many a male heart. Vicky looked like a pin-up girl from the wrong side of the tracks. In fact, she looked just. “Oh.” She forced a smile. “Explains the hair explosion.” She took it and placed it onto her head. Simple. She could actually see, who knew. “Thanks,” she smiled, this time less forceful. “Can you come up for a minute?” he asked, “I have a lot of coffee and no one is gonna drink it.” “..but I…” she wrinkled her nose at the thought, then nodded. “Sure, why not.” Making their way into the lift she felt his hand settle on the base of her back. “Just coffee,” She stated, her eyes staring.