Thinking that I was going to miss the opportunity to see the competition, I almost forgot about the scope on my hunting rifle. I pulled the scope off ...y Winchester 308 and went out to find a location that would give me a view of the area that I wanted observe.Sure enough, my eager wife was the first to arrive on site, then a guy showed up in an Audi, of all things. They met and shared a ferocious kiss before he went into the motel office, returned, and led my wife to a nearby room.I made sure I. Since we cut classes today, why not call in sick at the restaurant?" I need the money." Yeah, me too. God what a night!" I'm afraid to look at my dick. Must've rubbed a half inch off its circumference and I don't have that much to spare." We can tattoo last night to our memory bank. Something not to tell our grandchildren about." I may not fuck again for six months." I wonder if they'll come back?" I hope not. They're so beautiful, I might be tempted to have another go at them. Then my dick. My right hand moves to her groin whilst I bring my mouth close to her and begin to whisper in her ear…"You are at the barbecue… the barbecue we are holding for our friends… but it is also just before a quarter to four… and the first Sunday of the month… and on the first Sunday of the month… every month… at four o’clock without fail… it is necessary for you to be caned… twelve extremely hard strokes of the cane."She begins to groan and twist gently as I continue to rub her clit with the tips of. She gave me a small wink, pulling her red hair from her eyes. Her other foot met between my knees as well, and slowly she pulled my legs apart.“I uh, I think I should be going,” I tried to say, even though I didn’t move.“So soon?” she said, her right foot slowly grazing against my inner thigh.“Yeah, I should get to shoveling the driveways and stuff.” Our eyes remained locked, and I was still sitting.She rolled her toes and rubbed against my leg, her knuckles rubbing through my pants. My eyes.