I quickly went upstairs to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I did gasp when I saw my bare bottom. There weren’t the black welts of the judicia... canings shown on the websites, but I did have six very clear red welts, and I found it exciting to run my fingers along them. I wondered if Lauren would like to feel them, but was now embarrassed that it had taken a sixteen-year-old to make me experience my almost lifelong fantasy of being caned.I went back downstairs and into the living room,. The draining of the brothers convinced Millie that her road to financial independence was better suited to the milking of the human species rather than the bovine one. After some hush-hush arrangements with the pub owner, she took possession of the small room at the head of the stairs and went into the business of creating happy endings with her talented hands and high-spirited enthusiasm. Soon she was stashing little piles of hard cash in secret hiding places to insure it would remain hers and. I woke up in the bed in her room. I was naked, she was wearing the garter belt and the stockings. I had a hangover and when I have hangover, I have a hard on and I am horny. She moved a little, she seemed to be awake. Then I remembered something about last night."Hey... Are you on pill, I think I came inside you, without condom."She turned around. She had a wicked smile on her face."A gentleman doesn't ask" Well, I've never heard about that rule and I'm not a gentleman, so that rule doen's. He was examining each of the panties and sniffing the gusset if each one. He mumbled something, or maybe it was a moan, as he found an especially dirty pair. I started to unzip and pull my limp dick out when he threw a pair of my wifes panties in my lap and said 'put those on.'I hesitated and said 'I don't wear panties, besides they would be way too big for me.' He said 'I don't care, faggot, PUT THEM ON!' I the word 'faggot' and his stern tone startled me. I hesitated for another moment and.