They stared into my eyes as I returned their gaze. I so wanted to release her leg from my grasp and move my hands to her chest to feel her soft yet un...ielding tits and roll her nipples between my fingers. Her belly rose and fell with each breath. Her hands fell away from her navel and came to rest on the shower floor as if encouraging me to continue my mental inventory of her glorious assets. Her muscled tummy slowed its heaving as the pain subsided. Fran’s neatly trimmed snatch lay just inches. Secured, and totally helpless!"Now, Miss Harding, it's time for your punishment! Since your actions were so severe, I will give your butt 50 swats with a paddle!", he said, menacingly.He walked over to the closet again, and pulled out a wooden paddle. It was about a foot long, and had holes drilled in the flat sides of it. Tonya wondered what they were for, and started to protest."No! I don't want it! Let me go!!!" This is part of the therapy, Tonya! If you keep whining, I'll have to gag you!. Several times I cooled down the sex after giving her an orgasm from oral. It was obvious she wasn't satisfying me but we weren't exactly communicating well anyway. It was fun being in another country but my sexual needs were not being met.Japanese women are my favourite. They are so beautiful. I like that they love showing their legs. For me a trip on the underground was a visual treat. I love their milky pins. I like how men seemed more valued in general than in the west, probably because. By four o’clock, the younger kids were all gathered around the ice cream makers, cranking the handle and stealing bits of rock salt to eat like candy. There were plenty of soft drinks and beer for the adults in ice chests, and even a bottle of wine or two. Of course, there was watermelon. You’d think all we had to do all day was eat.Well ... yeah.My girlfriends were in high demand and Beth stood guard around them so the few classmates who were at the gathering understood that they were strictly.