’ Alan went downstairs and saw his parents speaking to his unexpected guest. He wasn’t quite sure who this man was, but he was certain that he had...something to do with the ring, the Ring of Ko’un-Zir. ‘Ah, there you are Alan,’ the man began. He had an accent, European for sure, it sounded like to Alan. He couldn’t tell if it was French or British because it sounded like a little of each. ‘It’s nice to meet you at last.’ His parents were at a loss, and he could see his father about to say. Beth laughed and said, “do you think you should be punished?” Judy said, “well maybe a little.” With that the crop found her other tit. Judy let out an ouch and then said, “yes please punish me.” Beth just smile and pulled her closer and took off her lingerie. Once it was off Beth told her to lean over the bed and she started to smack her ass with the crop. Judy kept begging her to stop. After 10-15 smacks Judy’s ass is bright red and Beth reaches up to her crotch and puts her hand there and. She was very gentle and polite, apologising frequently as she fucked me. But she did seem to enjoy it and I'm glad I could be of service to her. You were right about Mrs. Fairchild, she was disgusting, and dreadful though it was I'd rather have had Sam all night than have to put up with half an hour with that awful stinking woman. And yes, it was fairly obvious Ronnie was a dyke and yes I was filled with trepidation to put it mildly. She's a real man hater isn't she? Sad really, she'd be much. It slapped me out of my fantasy world and brought me crashing to reality like a plane nose diving into the ocean. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I looked over to see Liz with a big toothy grin on her face. She was wearing what she had on all day: Leggings, polo shirt and jumper. Except, minus her panties. You know, the ones that were covering the bottom half of my face. For a few seconds I was frozen, then it suddenly dawned on me. Liz set the whole thing up, it all made sense. Mike was.