They all agreed they couldn't imagine any bettering my tale of poor Debbie and her punishment.I thought that we were either an unlucky collection of w...men or corporal punishment was frequently used to punish girls during the fifties. I was wet down below and leaking profusely as the stories had excited me so much. My pussy was tingling when Mike, whom I fancied, related his wife's caning experiences with great relish.He mentioned that he was no longer with his wife but still got turned on when. Mary's wishes were granted as she felt a mouth apply itself to her genitals, a tongue invading her intimately.Her own tongue worked on the member in her mouth, licking at the swollen head, before Wilson pushed down hard. Her head tilted back, Mary's throat easily accepted the intrusion, and Wilson began to slide in and out, at first slowly then quicker. Mary gasped for breath between strokes, her body wriggling with pleasure from the sensations throbbing through her body as an unknown tongue. Five minutes later Martins phone rang."Martin, I need you to go to Brussels tomorrow morning. This one is a little different, after you have made your normal delivery, I need you to wait over the weekend and bring a package back with you on Monday. I am afraid it needs to be extra hush hush, so no taking the good lady with you for a dirty weekend okay." The voice on the phone speaking quickly, offering no chance of any interruption."Yes Mr Grimard, usual time and place for the pick up this. 'Need another hint?'I slowly moved over to Molly and kissed her on the lips, slowly and delicately, sweetly and motionlessly, we explored our mouths for a minute, which felt like a hour.'Moll...Molly, I...''Shush... don't talk...'Molly grabbed my hand and slowly went to her breasts, they felt so good in my hands, I squeezed them, so lightly - Molly was moaning in her pleasure.'Wow Sean...'We kissed some more, until Molly stopped me, holding her hand to my chest.'What's wrong?'Molly gave the.