She was one mean old lady. Mrs Bruce then grabs me by the arm, pulls me across her lap, lifts my dress up and paddles me hard, about 8 swats on my pan...ies! It hurt like a motherfucker. When she was done, Miss Cain grabs my arm, and says: “how did that feel”? I said it hurts ma’am. She said: “Good, I hope it hurt” She said: “if you act up again, I’ll paddle you myself and next time, I’ll pull those panties down and swat your bare bottom”. She then informed me that Mrs Bruce was too easy on us. I moaned a little as I pinched one of my nipples and moved my other hand to my clit. The hot water running down my breasts and stomach felt amazing. I moaned a little louder as I stuck a few fingers into my slit. I moved my other hand to my clit and imagined it was Mr. Peterson doing this to me. My breathing got heavier and soon I felt my orgasm rushing through me. I called out Mr. Peterson’s name as the last but of the orgasm subsided. I opened my eyes to find myself in Dave’s bathroom and. Finally have a regular pedicure and, if you can afford it manicure aswell. Clear varnish on both nails and feet is really not visible but soagreeable. Well cared for feet make wearing women's shoes so much morecomfortable.So now we have the body prepared, well almost. There is one moresubtraction to be made. No, you don't need surgical castration, but acosmetic equivalent is very necessary. You don't need me to tell you howto tuck. Some people advocate taping things away, but I don't agree,. Dave took her panties off and immediately went down on her glistening muff. He licked her and them moved up her body were he stopped to suck on her titties before he moved to passionate kissing. My wife held out her hand and looked at me and said rubber. I took the rubber out of the package and watch as she rolled it down his fat dick. She laid their with her legs spread as he positioned him self over her body and guiding his heavy tool into her womb. He pushed in the tip and I heard my wife.