OK Beatrice! Lets get to work on the bitch!"Beatrice wielded Mr Moss's spare strop and Julia the one that had done such effective and painful work on ...er bottom earlier in the day. Once again, the sound of leather against flesh echoed around the square, now beginning to empty as the citizens repaired to the town's many hostelries. As the harsh cracking of the lustily wielded strops mingled with the yelps and howls of distress emanating from Mrs Jenkinson's throat, the square began to fill up. I’m even surprised to feel the rough area of your g-spot as I lap at you as well. You can’t control your hips and I have to hold you down to keep my tongue inside you. I let go of your legs, and pull my tongue out of your sweet pussy. I lick at your wet lips, trying to lap up more juices before sucking your clit back into my mouth. You start pulling my hair, trying to get me to come up and kiss you, telling me that you want to suck my hard cock as I eat your pussy. I ignore you. Right. Since the two rooms are only separated by a large arched doorway it had a view of our dinning table, and part of the counter tops in the cooking area. After being finished I played with it until I learned how to keep it recording but closing the main window just in case so she wouldn't see it taping her unless she looked very hard. Next I went into our bedroom and set up the other camera to my lap top. I usually keep it sitting on top of my book case so I had to find a place to hide the camera. I see her head fall back against the back of the chair as she begins to rub her pussy. My wife was horny from the start of our date and with the alcohol in her system I knew it would put her into the stratosphere. The guy starts stroking his dick faster as my wife places one leg up on the seat next to her and the other in front of her, spreading her legs to give him a show. Soon the guy across the aisle arches his back as his cum shoots into the air, Katie lets out an audible gasp and begins.