”“No you won’t. Get your priorities right. Anyway it’ll only take two shakes of a lamb’s tail.”“Ah! The farmer’s daughter surfacing.�...She very gently smacked his cheek. “No lip from you, young man!”“Aren’t I allowed to kiss you?”“Not at the moment, young man. I told you to get your priorities right.”His “Yes, Miss” was stifled as her lips closed on his.She broke giggling. “Sorry for being so bossy.”“I’ll forgive you this time ‘cos I got a kiss.”She beamed at him, kissed his forehead and stood. That gave my tongue easy access to the doctor’s sweet pussy, while allowing me to enjoy the sight of my wife squirming on her tongue.Jackie moaned and gasped – her head lolling this way and that – as the doctor pushed her pleasure higher. My wife’s sexy ass slowly gyrated beyond the big, quivering mounds of Christine’s breasts. I tickled and teased the doctor’s need, slowly increasing the speed, pressure, and attention to her clit. Christine’s hips frequently lifted, seeking more, and pressed. Maybe she has misjudged him, maybe he will do something she really doesn't to happen - or does she? Why exactly is she here if she doesn’t want the unknown to happen, for him to explore the depths of her – emotionally as well as physically!A shooting pain crosses her breasts as she realises he's torn her bra off - they tingle as the sudden assault causes her nipples to harden.He grabs both of her arms and raises them - she has to turn her face as the movement would have forced her nose onto the. Now I was being informed that the ‘BRAND’ had arrived and preparations were underway for the branding.The brand would be 2” in diameter and the girls insisted that I put it 2” above their clit hood. A normal thong would cover it but just barely. Each girl would be in severe restraints which would consist of leather belts around upper thigh and ankle, rope would be tied around the upper shin and lower thigh behind the bent knee with the tail used to pull the legs spread apart. Another belt would.