So I decided to open my fingers a little and target the area just below her armpit. I thought that if I hit my mark and she doesn’t object I am in f...r a treat but if she does I can always say it’s because of the jerks and will sit normally. As I was trying this I felt my hand touching the area just below her armpit beneath her hand. I wasn’t sure so I kept on doing it. After a few more touches and a few minutes, I felt my hand touching something soft very soft.I wasn’t sure whether I have. They think this new girl just moved in here from out of town and took over." Bah," Tony replied. "If I need to put a few of them over my knee and spank some sense into them I'm not adverse to that." Tony," Gwen warned, "there's a few of them who would like nothing better than to be over your knee getting spanked. I think I'd be careful with that if I were you." Gwen and Dewayne both chuckled at Tony."OK, OK, probably not my best idea. Really though, give them a couple of days and they'll all be. Get your mouth in it and start." She followed the instruction with a stinging slap with the piss-wet strap. Again and again she hit me as I tried to suck and lick the foul stuff. I was about half done when, to my horror, father came in."Henry, your daughter got a bit thirsty," laughed Jill."Well I can give her a drop more," father said and aimed his prick at my mouth. Although I felt sick at the thought of taking another load, I dutifully took his prick and swallowed it all. "Rub her tits in. We made love until well into the early hours, her firm, young, delightful body enjoying my mouth as I explored every inch. We brought each other to fulfilment many times with fingers, tongues and lips, waking late to a more leisurely lovemaking. We’d parted with a final kiss knowing it was just one night of passion and I’d packed in haste, late for my train.I thought about these things and remembered her with a smile as the train picked up speed through the Paris suburbs and I settled into my.