Lord Michael stood back up, his fingers glistening with her juices. He put them in his mouth, his tongue licking the virginal juices. He saw the glow ...n her body from the orgasm. It was now time for the punishment. He picked up the birch rod, similar to the one he used on her mother last night, but this one was fresh from the brine that it had been soaked in. Anna looked so innocent, yet extremely provocative, her legs still spread wide for her punishment, exposing all of her virgin charms to. "Get your ugly claws off of me, you big oaf!"The startled owl peered down at her with some consternation."My, my, you are not a mouse!"Chatty was surprised to see her nocturnal assailant was a very elderly owl who had mistaken her for one of the field mice that seemed to overrun the pasture every now and then. They were truly "a la carte" for hungry owls in the middle of the night.The apologetic owl released her with a quick retraction of his long, sharp claws."I am so sorry, little chipmunk.. . Dave Law that was once known as David Laurence and at one time lived in Kingsbury north London?" I could be. Why are you asking?"I've been employed to find a David Laurence who lived in Kingsbury during the late sixties. I'm hoping that you're the man I'm looking for." I'd be silly to either confirm or deny if I'm the man whom you're looking for, when I have no idea what this is all about." Aye, now, there we both have a problem. You see I don't know what this is about either. I was just. She shifted slightly as she wiggled around and in turn I was moving my head trying to get free and she then applied pressure downwards and again I found her wet pussy pushing down on my open mouth, I had to use the tongue technique to breath and could taste her sweet juices.I kept thrusting and with her pushing down with her head the inevitable happened and my cock came out of the now open fly, this didn’t deter her at all and I could feel her pressing down on my now exposed cock, she was.