August knows what Sasha wants and so she teases her.She kisses closer and closer to Sasha’s nipples, but not quite. After doing this a few time, her...lips close around a nipple and the pleasurable surge makes Sasha twitch. The feeling is cold and hot, hard and soft. August’s mouth feels incredible. She flicks her tongue across Sasha’s nipples. Her tongue runs circles around them and the underside of her breasts. The heat from August’s tongue is a wonderfully strong contrast to the warm spray of. I am very proud of you. There are only a dozen left.” “Please Mr. Perkins,” she pleaded between sobs, “Please stop, I can’t take anymore. I have never had such a hard spanking before. It feels like I’m sitting on a hot stove.” “Your hairbrush is doing a wonderful job, Missy,” Perkins said, louder than usual as he helped her straighten up. Once on her feet, she danced a bit and then quickly shook her hips to drop the skirt. “Every time you use this brush, it will bring back memories of this. In a few minutes I took a shower and prepared for bed. As I showered I tried not to think about Jan’s cute little ass and the way she had ground against my dick as we danced. Each time I thought about her, my cock would swell and I would remind myself that she was getting married on Saturday. As I got into bed, the Scotch put me out of my misery as I quickly fell asleep. My cell phone woke me from my sleep later. Jan’s voice on the other end asked, “can I come over?” “Sure,” I responded not. To which John wasn't happy as he was left talking to his mom, so he got drunk and fucked off with the brides sister. It got to the end of the night and with no sign of John or Wendy I told June that as I had no way of getting in to John's mom's house, the only other option was for her to stay at my flat, it was only one bedroomed but she could have my bed and I'd have the settee. We got to mine and as I hadn't had a drink all night said to June that I was staying up for a drink if she cared to.