I felt Klara tighten her grip around my waist and knew the first strike was coming. Even though I knew it was coming it was still a surprise. I had no... remembered the brush feeling like it did. I kicked and threw my head back with a cry. Klara upped the tempo. She brought the hairbrush down over and over all over my rear and top of my legs. She continued while I was struggling to avoid the head of that brush. Finally, I gave in and just quietly laid over her lap. With that Klara stopped. She. I could hear myself moan every time he came close to rubbing my pussy. Then he slapped my bare bum cheeks telling me to turn over.It was such a shock, this old man slapping me on my bare bottom I just turned over. There I was completely naked with this doctor slowly pouring the essential oil around my breasts. He started to massage my breasts rubbing the oil around my pert mounds and my apprehension slowly drained away as his hands seemed to be working miracles on what was my aching body. He. And I remember that even as a little kid whenever Mom saw metouching myself - like I'd be watching TV, and maybe scratching myself -she'd say something like, "Alex, don't do that or it will fall off."I think the first time she said that I was horrified and began to cry, buteventually I realized that she was just telling me not to do it in public.Like, through about the sixth grade while it felt good to touch myselfdown there, I didn't have a lot to touch - it was maybe only a little morethan an. The girl moved out of the booth and asked if she could sit on the other side of me. I got out, she slide in, her mom asked me to slide in and she slide in beside me. As soon as I was seated the little girls hand was back on my dick, and as soon as “Mom” slide in her hand was on my other leg and I could feel the girls barefoot against my leg under the table.If this was a setup, they really knew how to make it “Hard.” I could feel my dick as it stretched the fabric of my pants trying to let.