Clara stood up and offered her hand. “Then let’s go and have fun honey” she smiled. Angie took the proffered hand and stood up. The women walked...hand in hand out of the cocktail bar, presenting a picture of desirability to all the wondering male eyes that followed them across the room and down the corridor to the lobby. Male eyes that openly lusted after Clara’s sexy legs and ass as it swayed beneath the taut silk of her dress but maybe also secretly dreamed of being dominated by the. The Father had not permitted me or mywife to have haircuts in six months. My wife's bob had turned into longhair, while my hair was getting long itself. Karen combed out my hairas I watched the Father's daughters lead my wife out of the cottage andto our new home.My wife entered and saw the new me. She had tears in her eyes. Karenannounced to us that we would be sleeping together in one of the fullbeds. I was happy to be able to stay close to her. My wife seemed to behappy with that as. "Oh, fuck that's nice," Alison moaned. "Umm, I love it when you eat my pussy, Desiree."I spread open her clam, and licked around her pink, wrinkled labia, gathering a tongue-full of her sweet honey. I sucked her labia into my mouth, enjoying the feel of her intimate flesh on my lips before I kissed higher up to her clitoris. I swirled my tongue around her little pearl and Alison gave a sharp intake of pleasure."You keep that up and you're gonna make me cum," Alison purred."Promise?" I asked. “Put the telephone on the window sill and bend over the desk,” she growled. “It's twelve hard strokes of the cane for your disgraceful behaviour, young man.”I removed the 'phone and leaned across the desk gripping its far edge. As I did so, the smell of polish entered my nostrils and almost made me sneeze. I imagined that during the holidays, the study, as with the rest of the school building, had received a thorough clean in readiness for a new academic year.With my position settled and my.