He is a great kisser. Tom thanked Mary.Mary came back with a sad face. It seemed Cynthia had injured her back in a water skiing accident last summer. ...hat injury was made worse by Cynthia's endowments. Cynthia was risking partial paralysis if she did not have the back treated. Surgery was very risky. Cynthia's doctor told her the odds were 50-50 that she might be permanently paralyzed. Tom asked Mary was there any thing the nanites could do and what were the risks? Mary said that the nanites. He knew he wouldn't be able to act on it, but he sure had to think about how he would handle her.He then stood up and walked over to his bathroom to get himself ready for the day ahead. While standing in the shower, his mind kept on drifting to Sylvia and how he could maybe help her. The thing that he wanted to do with her in the afternoon, still seemed the best thing to do and if those healing tanks were as good as his men and others have told him, she wouldn't be permanently damaged. The only. Noticing this, Suzy-Jayne informed me with a smile that this was her bedroom. Around two hours later I returned to my car for the journey home, my mind buzzing and my bottom stinging. The session had been mind-blowing, I’d spanked Suzy-Jayne, mostly on the bare, with a variety of implements, some used with her over my knee, others with her bent over the desk or chair. Following a thorough hand-spanking, she’d withstood a variety of paddles and straps, and a dozen or so strokes with one of the. He rolled his fingers over the moist head of my hard cock, pulling the foreskin back slowly. His hand moved slowly up and down my shaft whilst we kissed. His hands were soft and it felt wonderful. He looked at me and told me not to be scared; if I wanted to touch him I could. My hand slowly moved down his chest and stomach and I tentatively felt for his cock, about seven inches long and hard as you like. I gently eased my hand around his shaft and felt the warmness of his cock. My hand started.