We kissed and I ran my hands down over her bottom and legs, I immediately felt her suspender belt. Jenny laughed saying she thought she would give me ... treat. I told Jenny that she reminded me of a particularly strict teacher I had known who was famous for slippering the girls. Jenny knew I had a hankering after trying out being disciplined, and asked if I wanted to give it a try.We moved a chair into the centre of the living room, got a slipper, and Jenny got into role. I left the room. She slaps you and say no talking, she runs her fingre down the middle of your chest to the belly button, making you instantly hard. she gets down between you and runs her fingers up between your legs, looking at your with a sexy grin. you lick your dry lips as she runs her finger up your hard shaft making it twich, she asks do you want this and you shake your head while you try to grab onto something, thinking about whats going to happen. she bites her lower lip and runs her finger nails down. "Please... I need you."He knows the need which she speaks of because he feels it too. He pulls her to her feet, gently pushing her up against a nearby wall. With her back to the wall, he finishes undoing the buttons on her blouse and pulls it off her shoulders and down her arms partway, trapping her arms at her sides.He lowers her head and cups both breasts in his strong hands, curling his fingers into the creamy soft meat. She moans as she feels his hands on her - she always loves it when he. At this time, church was not just church, it was a social event where most people shared time, went to be seen and talked to or talked about, as much as for the service. This amounted to almost a community announcement that we were at least really good friends, with a larger intent. When I asked if she was sure, she just smiled, lifted her sweater, and flashed her boobs before running inside.Funnier and funnier. What was going on in my mind now, instead of "Hang down your head Tom"? I was.