I’m grateful that you’re listening.”“Well, all I can say is that you should spend time with friends, I know you go ice skating with Petra and ...ofia. Maybe some kids in your class? Just be around people you like and have fun.”Which is pretty much what Jennifer had said.“Good advice,” I said. “Thanks for listening. Will you be my friend?”“Yes, I’ll be your friend. I’ll do what I can to help.”We walked back to the house, and I went to bed, mentally exhausted.October 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, SwedenOn. Her cheeks begin to suck harder as my cock begins to grow inside her mouth. ‘Mmmm, you taste so good lover. Drive that cock deep into my throat.’ As the wind slowly begins to pick up, my hips begin to move. Reaching down, I grab Kim’s hair and force my growing cock deep into her throat. Opening her mouth wider, Kim sucks every inch of cock deep into her throat. Feeling my cock grow inside Kim’s throat, I arch my back to give her every inch of my cock. With each thrust I feel Kim gag as I ram. That useless husband of hers promised to do them but didn't," said Jan."Only if I have a chaperone. You know what Mrs Hepplewhite's likely to say about anyone going in there alone," I mused."Ask Jean," giggled Jan. "She'll help I'm sure; as if I get to work so do you." Yes dear," I replied looking downcast, but secretly pleased as I suspected Lisa had a little more than broken cupboards on her mind.We had a pleasant dinner and I was secretly 'footsied' by Vonnie as we ate and Henry droned on. I hope that was alright,” she said.“Absolutely! Anytime! I trust he was a good boy?” she asked. She had trouble maintaining her compsure on “good boy.”“Yes, Ma’am, very obedient. I gather it was you that trained him so well?” Britney asked.“You betcha. It’s taken a lot of practice, but he’s gotten the hang of it,” Jess said, patting my ass. Britney noticed the gesture.“Yes, actually, he said something about punishment. Does that mean... ?”“Yep,” Jess answered with a nod. “Spankings primarily..