Tracey thought about it. She had danced almost naked in a club, her dress might not have been there, her tits spent most of their time on full view, e...en when her dress covered them they could still be seen. The dress was even shorter than the one she wore at work, at least there she wore proper knickers, not an almost non existent G-sting, which had ridden up until it had disappeared. It wasn’t decent, at least that’s what her mother would have said. But, and here she almost blushed, she had. As I scrutinised her ravaged bottom, I so wanted its image etched in my mind for the future fantasies I would doubtless have about this glorious woman. Debbie was undoubtedly close to tears, but somehow there was an elation within her that told me that she had enjoyed every agonising stroke. Although she would perhaps not do it all again this very minute, I had little doubt that she would be back for more of the same in the future. With the cane discarded, I allowed Debbie a few precious. Living near the end of the bus-rout, passenger gradually got off, leaving Emily and the old guy still sat next to each other. Emily being Emily, the vibrations of the bus start to get her feelng horny and noticing the prying eyes of the old man, she wriggles around in her seat until her skirt moves up even more, so now her panties can also be seen. Emily looks up at the old man, who goes red with embarrassment as he gets caught looking. But when Emily gives a dirty smile, the old man, slowly. She didn’t seem to predict that as he happily cheated on his first wife with her, he was almost certainly gonna cheat on her after they were married. Which bit of ‘Once a cheater, always a cheater’ did she not get? She took it so badly when she did find out that all their bank accounts are frozen, including the ones for this place. Oh, and they took out mirror restraining orders, so neither of them can come here without a lawyer representing the other being present. It’s one hell of a mess,.