In the evenings since that night, He had been building something in the cellar, she knew not what, her mind went to pillories, racks, stocks and other...bondage machinery though it could have as well been a bird table he liked to keep her guessing and he had locked the door so that she was unable to find out. Hence butterflies were forming in her stomach as the clocks hands remorselessly ticked away the minutes to Ken`s normal home time of 5pm he was hardly ever late. The hour past and she. I explained that the girl would either be required to remove her own knickers or the teacher would do it. I rather preferred to do the job myself. I often 'forgot' to return the knickers of especially pretty girls, and had quite a collection. Even from some of their mums...Once the girl was bent over and her skirt pinned up by the teacher, I explained that the teacher would examine the target area. The purpose of this was to check that the girl was fir to receive the punishment. Of course I. There, between her legs, was an eight-inch, circumcised penis, slightly erect.I didn't know what to say. Neither did she. So, I did the first thing that came to mind. I stood up and undressed. My dick was a little bit smaller than hers, but much harder. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her passionately. Her breasts pressed against my chest. Our cocks rubbed against one another and I felt her testicles push against mine. Still holding on to her, I laid back on the bed. She sat across my. So there I was in an empty house with nothing to do for a couple of hours but hang about and listen to some CDs. It was then that Mrs Webster's hosiery sprang to mind, and a wicked thought occurred to me. I slipped into the master bedroom and opened her dresser drawers to see what she kept in there. I was delighted to find that she had several girdles and suspender belts and a large collection of expensive lingerie. She also had nylon stockings in several colours. My face flushed with.