These two narrow streets would offer a better chance for a small number of people to hold off a larger force.He went over the plan again in his head, ...orried he’d missed something. Finally, he said, “Nedley, let Shavala and Katrin know about the archers, then stay there like we discussed. Josip, can you get to Ellerie and back in time?”“Yes,” Josip replied. The two men took off, Josip heading to the building overlooking the western intersection, where Ellerie was hidden on the top floor. Her. If he came over late, he would stay the night, and every time he stayed the night there was pressure for them to have sex. Peter was very good; he never pushed. He clearly wanted to fuck her (a chill went through Becky's spine when she thought the word "fuck," it made her feel dirty), but he respected her wishes. They usually just necked and when Peter slept over they played spoons, but little else. Occasionally, when she got him especially excited, she would give him a handjob (and rush to. I watched Lyn until she was out of sight entering the kitchen I saw a wine glass I slipped it under my dressing gown I felt my vaginal juice flow finally I removed the glass to my surprise there was half a glass I took the glass upstairs I knew Lyn would be busy for the rest of the day and I had Mom all to myself.I lay by Mom’s side kissed her to wake her she touched my face ‘I do love you princess’ I gave Mom the wine glass I saw her smile ‘you are really a naughty girl did you get the honey’. Her son draped over her stoic knee with his bare bottom perched up high in the air at the perfect height to meet her hand and later the belt as it came down.It wouldn’t be the last time she spanked him either. It was quite odd; I think for a boy or man rather of his age being dragged across his mother’s knee for a good spanking. I wasn’t complaining though, each time she disciplined him in the old-fashioned way I was right there listening and glistening.Sometimes I would wait until I could hear.