Almost straight after a photo came through. She was naked, camera pointing down her body where beyond her naked tits her hand was pressed between her ...egs. "What do you say?" She asked. Already my cock was bulging through my jeans. I lowered them to my ankles, boxers too, and took a picture of my rock hard cock. I sent it straight to her. "That looks like a yes to me. Shall I come to you or are you coming to me" she asked. I explained I had been drinking and wouldn't be able to get to her, she. That made sure it was the maximum pain inflicted on the naughty bottom, which governess Carson's training had taught her was the correct thing to do.Dale yelped as the cane bit into her bottom. As she didn't know which one of them would be caned first, it added to the stress of the punishment. Equally, even though she had received the first stroke, there was no certainty that it would be Mary who was caned next. So, it was no real surprise when Dale felt the cane bite into her bottom a second. Her favorite opera suddenly appearing in this storybook town, in this moon-kissed night seemed simply too perfect for even her stubborn mind to ignore. As the chorus swelled, her struggle with the sensible slid into the rising tide of sensuality. Whatever she “should” do would have to wait this one night. With a smile, she mounted the stairs, threw her arms around her man and put her mouth on his.The momentum of their union carried them inside, the door closing behind with a thud. Her tongue. Did he drown?”“No,” he said, “he choked on a sock.”The wife came out of the bathroom and said “I have just shaved my bits and you know what that means don’t you?”I said “Yeah, the bloody plug hole is blocked again.”An Arab diplomat visiting the US for the first time was being wined and dined by the State Department. The Grand Emir was not used to the salt in American foods (French fries, cheeses, salami, anchovies etc.) and was constantly sending his manservant Abdul to fetch him a glass of.