Her hands on her cunt slowed down, so that she would not come too quickly. The hand she was using to sweetly squeeze my nuts moved to my ass hole and ...er finger tickled it. Again she looked up to me and again I nodded. Her finger entered my bung hole, and I felt it fucking me gently. I was enjoying the way she loved me, and I knew she was happy too. Her moans and whimpers told me that, as did the drool dripping off of my dick. I began fucking her face. I dropped the leash so I could grab two. Yesterday when I saw you, it was like I saw her again. Your voice, walk, temper, and I bet your smile and laugh is hers as well.”Turning to look at her, she was facing away from me, with her index finger she was wiping her eyes. How much I wanted to grasp her and embrace her, to let her cry on my shoulder, but I was afraid of how she would react.Giving her a few of minutes to herself, before continuing. “The business our father left, is all yours. I’m not here to make some easy money and then. .. '"It's true!"Admittedly I am only halfway through my most recent research paper, but I can let you in on the preliminary results... On anecdotal evidence, which is yet to be statistically verified, 90% of spankings are for pleasure."In fact, lifestyle spankings are rarely of a force that would qualify as a punishment in the first place."If we are going to go back in history, we encounter quite brutal corporal punishment, meted out for the most miserly of reasons. Making a face at your Master. I looked at her and said: "My young Chicks measure themselves against meas the Tit Standard. I am a big bulbous, aren't I?" I am still adjusting to the chest bounce, one step, two bounces..."Tam thought this was very funny but her focus was more on my Dick.She wanted to tell me that she had been on the medication so long, thatthere was no going back. She told me she was resigned to staying womanfor the rest of her life. Then she dropped her Bombshell!"Peta, I am leaving next week. I have a very.