You could almost smellthe cinnamon pie cooling on every second window sill. His Mom adoredthe place, said it had a Norman Rockwell feel to it. Kim did...'t knowwho Norman Rockwell was, but the sentiment was clear enough.Kitty's town was virtually identical, only it was called Hartsvale onher side. Kim supposed the similarity wasn't purely coincidental;everything in Hartsvale was like a reflection of Heartsfield. He'd seensomething similar on Star Trek, one time - that episode where Worffound. Carol now had serious feelings for George, the submissive she met at the party. She just was not sure if he would top her from time to time, or would she need to find someone else to do that for her. But for now she was enjoying her role as his sexual better, and was looking forward to their date tonight – knowing that before the night is over she probably would have him over her knees for a good spanking and pussy worship session.As Carol entered her Uncle Ray’s house, she heard a. She got down on her knees and fastened one loop of the handcuffs around her right wrist then she reached behind her back and fastened the other around her left. Within minutes she heard the rumble of a big twin Harley Davidson in the driveway. The sound cutoff and a few minutes later came the solid thump of heavy boots up the walkway. Her pussy began to drip in excitement. When he walked in she could see Master was wearing his thigh high engineer boots. She loved how they showed off his. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________After the initial shock passed like a tidal-wave through both human beings, the voluptuous Steph gently turned the sunbather's head a small degree to his right and with her ever so subtly glossed lips gave him a soft kiss on the cheek while simultaneously running a finger from her free hand down his chest and stomach with just the lightest of scratches. Now she was sitting up taller on her knees.