They enjoyed a three course meal prepared of course by John dressed in a French maid's uniform. Beneath which he had to wear a bra padded out with the...grapefruit, suspender set and black fish net stockings. As the two women ate, he had to stand in the corner facing them with his skirt held up and his poor little cock on display. Suddenly Jean produced from her handbag a small cocktail sausage and began simulating oral sex on it after declaring it to be larger than John's. Melanie giggled as she. "It's actually quite flattering that this old body has that kind of effect on you." She said."Oh, and by the way, that crystal doesn't work." "I knew what you were doing all the time." She said. "How do you think that crystal dropped down without falling?" I just wanted to see what you would do." "Now I know." She continued. "Now sit there and I'll be right back." I started to think about what dire consequences where on the way. I could always go back to school and live in the dorm, maybe get a. We’ll have your bags taken to your room, while I show you around.” Holding out her hand, helping me up and out of the low car, “But before we do anything, let’s go to the dining room and get you something to eat” Walking to the building that had the dining room in, she told me they supplied all type of girls. One’s like Candi, that has a body to die for, we also have a full stable of shemales - those are girls who have fantastic tits, but a very nice cock, so our members and guests can have. Anna's first few blows exhibited but a fraction of the strength that the more senior hetaerae showed when they issued chastisement. Liz barely flinched. "Harder," she said. "You have to do it harder. Please start the count again!" Anna held the belt at one end with both hands, and tried again, with all her strength this time, and was gratified to see the red marks now appear on her sister's white ass. She stopped at five, but continued to ten at her sister's urging. Liz was begging for even.