...never done this''''its ok, im no freak, you are cute , i woud love to teach you''my hearth was pounding looking at him he whisper in my ear''did yo... tough about sucking before''nodding feeling so shy''here touch it , you make me hard''looking around no one seeing himmy hand on his crotch help to feel his hard meat pole''just like that feel it,dont be shy i like you''rubbing his cock over his work pants''you could come home and you try if you want''''i would love to see you kiss my cock on. ? She lifted the cane. WHACK! Right across the middle of my buttocks. Oh. WHACK!On the right thigh. WHACK! On the left cheek. I bit the spread to keep fromscreaming out. The third whack was enough, and I grabbed my cheeks, just tofeel the cane hit my knuckles. ?No, no?? Daphne warned. ?We can't have that.? She went away for a momentand came back with a piece of clothesline. I felt my wrists being tied together. ?Now then, we can begin in earnest.? For the next five minutes, I felt asif I was. Since those girls had rented the house next door, I had certainly noticed Julie. She was young. Not even old enough to legally drink, I thought, although someone in the house was buying the alcohol for their frequently too loud parties.More than once my wife and I had been kept awake and annoyed. One night weeks before, I had almost gotten dressed to walk over and complain, but then the voices moved outside and down the street, to the next party I suppose. I began to drift off, relieved at this. So I'm rummaging about in the wardrobe looking for a costume for the guests. Nerdy Marvin: no problem, lots of costumes to fit. Claudia: ditto. But what about cute little Cindy? Our daughter, now off at college — learning to be a chemist or some damn thing — used to have this cute little yellow bikini; a bikini I forbade her to wear it was so damn brief. I wouldn't let my own daughter wear it, (though I'm sure she did when my back was turned, or when she was off with her friends, ) but I really.