- Hééé bonjour François. C’est les autres qui t’ont dit que j’étais là ? Je leur avais dit pour s’ils te voyaient. Tu venais plus ? Tu a...ais peur ?- Oui un peu.- Mais là tu viens. Tu as envie que je te le fasse, hein ? Il se délecte de ma gêne et de ma honte. Son sourire est toujours aussi large mais ses yeux sont ceux d’un prédateur ravi de voir sa proie acculée et soumise.- Alors François, tu dis rien ? Tu veux dans le cul comme je te disais, oui ?- Oui.- Alors dis à Abou. Allez, dis comment. Her bum was tender and she knew she would fidget around on the seat a good deal before the meal was over. "You two lied to Bob about my enjoying the caning. You knew how long it took me to get over that and yet you egged him on to do something similar. I'll get my own back! You just wait!"Apart from the pain of the Friday evening, the weekend had gone well. Bob had tended her with care but without ever losing his control. She was in his house, she would do what he said. But what he said was. I was surprised that I got away with drinking i*****lly, but when you run up a huge bill like they had, I’m sure that the restaurant doesn’t mind overlooking something that trivial. We went back to the hotel in another limo and on the way Mr Sung asked me to entertain him for the evening. I didn’t ask for any money, because I knew that he was good for it and I began to remove his cock from his pants. His penis was limp, so I lowered my head into his lap and began to suck him off. The driver. I remember thinking “hmmmm, no fumbling, this is new, I had never had a guy not fumble with my bra before!! This just gets better and better”.Once Anna had my top off she was sucking on my nipples and rubbing my crotch through my jeans, wow, I was getting so wet. Her tongue was expert, flicking over my nipples then sucking them in – hmmmm, she came back up and kissed me on the mouth and at the same time started to undo my jeans. I wiggled out of my jeans and panties and watched as she pulled.