His eyes tell me stories of what he’d like to do with what he sees, and what he doesn’t see. I wish I could live some of those stories. But life i... complicated. We both know it, but the fantasies are what keep me wearing a path in the carpeted stair-well. I want him to tell me those stories with his body, not just his eyes. I am married, and I think he is spoken for as well… sometimes, at least. But then sometimes he doesn’t seem so taken, and I wonder if he would actually take me, given a. "Then as a punishment, twenty spanks of the hand, thirty spanks of the paddle and five..." But..." ... no ten, strikes of the cane."Her face dropped instantly and she shook her head. "I'll do a hundred spanks but please not the cane," she begged. Her eyes looked pleadingly at her sentencer but I shook my head unwavered by her pleas."Fifteen if there is any more insolence," I threatened and beckoned the young lady to my side with a wiggle of my index finger. She slowly shuffled to my side of. We don’t even finish all the rooms or floors or whatever.“Since we’ve formed our group and feel about each other the way we do, the only visits from relatives has been when Alice and Julie’s parents showed up, and we know how well that turned out. All the other visits with relatives or parents have been us leaving here and going to them; what if they want to come here? After all, we are in a warm climate and winter will be here not too long after we move into the Circle.“When relatives came to. Hearing her yelps he starts fucking her fast and hard. He placed his middle finger on her clit and strokes it, pinches it, plays with it. He watches her intently, admiring how much more beautiful she was to him when he pleasured her. Jeanne held her breasts in her hands. She pinched and pulled her erect nipples and kneaded her hand-sized tits. Her yelps got louder and blended into high pitched screams and saw her stomach tightening and her hands left her tits and gripped the sheets. "Oh! Oh!.