“Don’t be sorry, you silly sod!” She laughed, “I’ve wanted to do this for months!” Thelma then spent the next 10 minutes walking around...the kitchen naked letting me feast my teenage eyes on her beautiful body. We spent the next hour sitting around the garden (fully dressed) playing draughts and reading. Then Thelma giggled and asked me when I had started wanking. I confessed that it had been two years previously when I had accidentally watched her getting undressed after a party. The. He looked at ours and said the trash was the best place for it. I asked him in for coffee and we got talking and discovered we had a lot in common.”Bill started to speak, but Randi held her hand up to signal he needed to be quiet.“He discovered, by accident, that I have a submissive side and that you do not care about that at all. He is a dominant male and volunteered his services to me. After I took an evening to think about it, I agreed to allow him to help me. We wrote a contract that we. Give me yours here, that I may kiss it.” She fondled it for a second or two, and then could not resist the impulse to take it into her mouth and suck it.“Oh, what pleasure! I shall die!” “Not yet, dear boy; kneel down there, and I shall instruct you in the real secret of pleasure.” But, before she could do anything, I threw my head down, crying out — “I must give this pretty little fellow a taste of the pleasure you have just given mine.” And in an instant I had the delicious thing up to the. I can hear the smile on your face in your voice as you speak. "Do you remember how naughty of a little brat you were before you left?" you ask, almost amused. With a blank, almost scared look on my face, I hesitate to answer, not sure why you ask that question, or how to go about answering it. "Well?!" you ask.. "Yes, I do remember." I blurt out quickly. "You left without receiving your owed punishments." I gasp. Can he do that? I thought to myself. I swear you know my thoughts in my head,.