No, I just had to accept the punishment that 17 year old Phoebe will give me. I felt Phoebe’s hand on my bottom, feeling it, rubbing it. ...��Nice and warm Mum. Shall I start?” “Go on Phoebe. Get going. Don’t forget it has to be hard.” I looked back, at Phoebe, hand raised, hair brush in hand, bringing it down, hitting my bottom. I closed my eyes. I knew she was raising her hand again. Getting ready for the next one, and the one after that. How humiliating. Being. Unsure of the rules I left as I wasn't wearing leather. I needed to pee so headed to the toilet. I fished my cock out and had almost started pissing when a lad about 19 came in naked and got on his knees. He said something in German but I looked confused so he put my hands on my hips and turned me so my dick was facing him. Hoping I'd taken the hint correctly I let my pee flow and it hit him in the face. He opened his mouth and put it around my cock. He didn't drink it and it flowed out of his. She was glad she wore the tighter fitting spandex pants and the lower cut sweater for this meeting, plus she had just gotten that shorter sexier hairdo her stylist had been coaxing her to try, like forever? Good move she thought to herself.The day was upon them for a first appearance at the property, a review of the outside needs, to restore order to the chaos it had become, so overgrown and untidy. She could hear the roar of his engine as he approached from around the curve just ahead of her. “Please make yourself home. Let me get something for you to drink. “ I showed her the couch and signalled her to sit, my eyes still glued to that beautiful silky hair. I walked into the kitchen to take something to drink, from where I could see her back and her gorgeous long hair. She was now standing there in our living room looking at the many framed pictures. I see her long hair dancing. Without even knowing my hands were now inside the undies, slowly stroking my rock hard penis. My dick was.