His cry filled the room and his buttockscaught fire, or that's what it felt like. He also felt his petticoatsbeing parted, and his lips being forced a...art by Miss Presswell's fingersfor a ball to be pushed inside, followed by the tight wrapping of moresilk as he was gagged over his mouth."That's a very effective paddle, Alicia," he heard. "How much would thatone cost?" The Rump Thumper is very popular with nannies," he heard. "Three hundredpounds, give or take. And worth every penny in its. ” He then finished with, “and if I fuck a third mother on your desk, you come home with my mother and I and give yourself to me including your gorgeous ass.”Anne thought a second and then went back to the fact he could never get the first one accomplished so the second two did not matter. He was just trying to get a rise out of her. “Agreed” she said in her best professional voice.The week seemed to fly by. As slow as she wanted it to go so she could analyze what had transpired, the week. It doesn't turn you on. It doesn't work if it doesn't turn you on." We were sitting in the living room of the apartment on South Grand. Pat wason the couch and I was sitting in the rocking chair. "You don't know me aswell as you think you do." She was pissed off and I didn't think I'd be 'gettingany' any time soon. I thought about who I might go stay with for the interim,until I could find a place to live. When I was first with Pat she was coming out of more than a decade with Larrywho was. She was still quite a little beauty, with breasts that were more than a handful, and blond fluff forming around her pubic area, though she kept herself shaved bare most of the time. She had a few on and off boyfriends, but very rarely had sex, finding that she much preferred her own hand to any penis. Of course, she became more and more daring with her masturbation as things went on. She would slip her hand down her pants in class during a movie and frig herself, biting her lip to keep from.