What can I say? I love a decent length of cock. Both up the caboose and garbage chute. Hell, I even let the kinky ones slap, swat, spank, belt, strap,...cane, and whip my butt if it meant I got a promotion or a raise out of it. And that's just your regular bread and butter shit. Don't get me started on the really pissy stuff. I look after number one. I did what I had to do to get where I wanted to go and now I'm here I'm going to fuck shit up and do it my way. Nothing ventured nothing gained. Who. With awful and calculated precision, the cane came to tap the same line as the previous stroke and he gripped onto the handles of the trestle with greater effort.Once more, there was that moment in which the cane no longer tapped him, nor whistled in descent. In it, Jonathan's breath stopped and his heart thudded slowly but loudly in his aching chest. Tensing his muscles lifted his bottom and tightened it. The previous line, now turning a dark violet, stood out more vividly to those who. Kabhi mujhe asleel isaara bhi karti thi par main nazarandaaz kar deta doosre din bua khud hi apni bhakkada choot lekar aayi raat ko aur ab to wo bhi meri tarah hi khul kar baat karti thi wo meri lungi kheechte hue boli ki lalla kal to tune aag laga kar chod diya tha par aaj to tujhe meri choot ki pyaas bujhaani hi padegiaur maine unki jhaanto bhari choot pe apne haath se faila kar ek chumma le liya meri buya sisak padi aaaaaaaaahh raja tere saath chudwaane me yahi to maza aata hai ki tu poora. .YUCK " She said with a grimace...She trailed off and then asking Me about My life......Whereupon I told Her about My 20 years in Air Force reserves and the flying as a flying mechanic and learning to fly a civilian small plane and and playing music in a band .I then told Her about being married and how We were swinging separately and both enjoying the experience (often coming home and talking about Our encounters ,Hers meeting with couples with Bi-wives and Lesbian females ....During this.