T.F.O! ———– Soon after we were laying next to one another gazing as if we had been lovers for 20 years, we soon fell asleep while cuddling and...fondling each other. the next morning I awoke to a loud scream. WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?! The only thing i could see through my unfocused eyes was a womanly figure… —————————– I had soon focused my eyes to see it was Tommys mom, Ms. Baxter, she was wearing a light grey suit that had fit tightly onto her slim body. Her breasts were. PART 3RELIEF OF OTHER FRUSTRATIONS13. The Kinkybitch - On encountering a Kinkybitch any male over thirty years of age may demand of her to perform or endure any sexual perversion of his choosing; provided:-(a) The same does not involve any disgusting behaviour; and(b) The use of the Kinkybitch does not cause any permanent scarring, marking or disfigurement to the Kinkybitch, except with her freely given written consent; and(c) That, should the Kinkybitch demand it, she be given, not only her. She could not be certain. The walls to the room were of solid stone like all old buildings in Europe and the connecting door was of heavy oak. It made them almost soundproof.Without turning on the lamp, she groped her way through the darkness to the door, pressing her ear tightly against it to see if she could hear anything. There was the unmistakable sound of movement making its way through the thickness of the wood. She thought also she could hear whimpering but it was impossible to tell. She. That was what was going through her mind when she felt the pain of the stinging pain as Emma smacked the back of her leg. It hurt, but then so did the second smack, and the third smack stung even more.Emma ordered, “Stand still you naughty woman,” as she adjusted her position slightly, pulled her arm back, and then landed a hard smack on the back of Heathers’ other leg. That was followed by the second and third even harder smacks.All the time this was going on, Betty heard those around them.