This time it was easier on her -- smoother, and a little faster. Pete was instinctively kicking it up a notch as the urge to bury himself to the hilt ...n his hindbrain struggled with his conscious desire not to hurt his partner any more than necessary. He took another full inch of territory before she got her hands placed to stop him; it was a bit more than she would have let him have if her control had been better, but ultimately it didn't hurt anything.The withdrawal was faster, too -- and the. . by me?" No, no... I." Well, I don't care what you want. I am going to buy a cane and use it on you you worthless piece of shit."Being caned by Helen was what Peter had wanted for years but he had been too afraid or too embarrassed to ask.His prick had deflated slightly and Helen ordered him out of the chair and she put her large arse on it and after one more look atwhat was playing onscreen shut that site down and Googled 'canes'. Peter looked over his wife's shoulder as she looked for. .. vulva better."Sandra just decided to open her legs as far as she could, and let her legs dangle over the edge of the doctor's table at the sides. By doing this, she could feel how her precious pussy lips spread open and showed her pink insides to Martha and soon also to the nurse when she would be back. Thinking about this made her getting very excited, and she could feel how her juices were starting to flow again.When Martha noticed this, she came a little closer and whispered, "Are you. Why can’t I stop feeling like this? ”The drink would not satisfy, food turned to ash in our mouths, nor all the company in the world would harm or slake our lust. We are cursed men, Miss Turner. Compelled by greed, we were. But now, we are consumed by it!” A ghostly smile flickered across Miranda’s face as Sam came wheeling up from behind. ‘Do I truly look that miserable?’ ‘And a half,’ the blonde girl replied, ‘I heard you crashed and burned in class, with Schrödinger of all things.’ ‘Word.