I started plucking off the clothes pins one by one... some I released, others I pulled off. I uncuffed her and turned her around, kneeling on the chai....I glided my fingertips along her back while planting soft tender kisses on the cheeks of her ass. I rubbed her, all to white, ass with my palms ... I could feel her beginning to squirm ... anticipating her spanking. I brought my hands down on her ass, smacking her up and down, her cheeks quickly reddened. I turned to leather paddles, then to my. I had let him see my boobs, andhad just given him a blow job. He was so sweet about kissing me on thecheek and cuddling with me, so I told him about the surgery andeverything. He didn't seem repulsed or anything. He just kept touchingmy nipples during the whole thing, which was making me hornier andhornier. At the end, I asked if wanted to see. He said he did. I tookoff my pants, and out it sprung, erect and dripping. He asked to touchit, and I stupidly said yes. As soon as he had his hand. Now she blushed and ran for her room and day clothes, calling back, “Sorry, Reg. My fault!”Soon they were all dressed and at the kitchen table, demurely sitting down and eating breakfast. Reg found he was able to forget his excitement of a short while ago, as his attention was taken up by food intake, an important aspect of life.It suddenly occurred to him that Erika and Freda were present, as well as Frances, so they must have all spent the night in Frances’ house. He had only been conscious. “He’d be off cheaper if he just took her in.”“Are you getting a share of the fees?”Florence nodded. “Six shillings down in the pit, ten in the balconies. It’s good money and Mr. Corbley is good at watching out for bad people who want to hurt girls.”“I imagine that can be a problem. Don’t worry on account of me. I’d sit here all evening watching you and consider my money well spent.”He was rewarded with a beaming smile of full lips and white, perfect teeth.“You, Captain, are a sweet talker. My.