I’d smuggled a cane and gym shoe into my room, and Sally had raided the charity shops in her hometown for uniform items. So every night Sally would ...ress up, bend over, hands on knees to be slippered or caned. Sometimes we didn’t bother with the bed, I would slide my cock into her while she was still bending. Sometimes we would be in the bar and I would send her to bed. Going up ten or so minutes later, Sally would be waiting, white blouse, blue uniform knickers, and a pleated skirt, and she. The mixture of pain and pleasure sent electricity through her and, while she knew Russ was blessed in the manhood department, she felt he was so deep now she could feel him all up her spine. The two moved in time. But Emily had no control over this. The request to be gentle had fallen on deaf ears. Russ had hold of her hips and was thrusting into her with all his might. Russ leant forward, grabbed a nipple and twisted it. The twist had been a reminder to Emily that she was enjoying this and, as. ‘It’s okay.’ ‘Sammi,’ His voice deepened, matching the hunger that raced through his loins. ‘I want to taste you again.’ ‘Oh, Thorne.’ Her entire body hummed with the anticipation of his touch and she closed her eyes, moaning when his lips took hers, pressing gently and allowing his tongue to trace her wounded lips. His touch was so gentle. He pulled the sheet back and removed the hospital gown she was wearing, then lowered his mouth to one of her already-puckering nipples. She arched, her. And then she sounded vaguely guilty. "Charlie--I've never done anything like this before--I don't--"He interrupted her. "Relax, Carol. I don't want to have an affair with you." She sighed in relief. "I didn't think you did. I knew you understood. But--" I just want to see you, Carol. But I will ask one thing." "What?" "When I see you--will you let me hold you for a little while? Just hold you?"Very softly: "I can do that." Promise me." "I promise." His anticipation mounted. So did hers. They.