" and we smoked even more. By this point i had no control of myself we were both so fucking high.Out of nowhere he said "Would you want to try somethi...g?" "Like what?" "Well if we jerked each other off..." his voice trailed off, i think he was embarrassed to ask. I stammered "Well...i...i guess we could try." We started off just feeling ourselves to get hard. His face was beat red as he asked "Should i pull my dick out?" i just said "yeah i guess." So we both pulled out cocks out at the same. Some call me a spy. Some call me an admirer. I call myself a slight voyeur looking for a good image to wank off to. I stroke my cock and think about Barbara sitting on my face.I never really saw anything much except really big thong panties and a lace bra or two until last night. It’s summertime here in Brighton and Barbara lives in the flat directly across from me. Her window was open with the curtains pulled back and the light on.I kept my light off and looked across. I could not believe what. Their mother's gave the odd beating which some maintained was crueller than their father's especially if using the slipper or switchAll had tasted the strap/cane at barding school not just on their hands but their covered and uncovered bottomsIt grew out of four from different parts of Ireland who began making new friends, it was a coincidence that all shared they had received their Father's belt on their bare arse as they put it to each other until and still does when they go home at the. Being naturally submissive, I simply said yes it is, with possibly the driest mouth I have ever had! He then looked down at me, and said I want to see it, now, so, still in disbelief, I just unbuttoned 3 buttons on my jeans, he delved his hand straight in, no messing about, straight in, grabbing me firmly, I jumped, his hands were large and cold, anyone could of seen, I was trying to angle towards the wall of the train, but it's difficult when someone has hold of your tackle!! He then.