Can you imagine a grown man dressed in frilly underwear bending over at your command to be beaten like a schoolgirl. Well let me tell you I certainly ...ake him pay for his whimpish attitudes. Once a week on Sunday afternoons I make him dress up as a little girl; all in white; in a flouncy party dress, with a pink sash, plenty of frilly petticoats, a pair of plain white cotton knickers, white ankle socks and black strap-over low-heeled shoes, with pink ribbons and a slide in his hair, he looks. The spinster buried her head between the blonde woman’s thighs and started licking her shaved cunt. She licked with gusto while she let out throaty moans. She reached with both hands and squeezed the woman’s small tits. The woman behind her waited for Mathilda to start sucking before she fingered her cunt with one hand and directed the phallus with the other. When the woman felt Mathilda was wet enough, she slowly slid the phallus in her waiting cunt hole. Mathilda focused her licking on the. But, now her demeanor seemed to have changed and she didn't sound threatening at all. Still, in order to get out of there, I agreed to meet her after school. I would figure out how to get out of that later.For the rest of the day, I thought about how I could tell the teacher that I had to go home because of my chores, etc. But, because I had been raised to be honest, knew I could never pull off a lie with anybody. Finally, I resolved to go through with it, but would try my best to make it a. He didn’t even know his father’s name and apparently, any information about his father wasn’t deemed important enough by anyone in his family to share with him. After the death of his mother, Linden bounced between relatives, losing count of the number of schools and social circles he passed through. Not that he was much of a butterfly in the first place. Painfully shy around other kids, he kept mostly to himself and spent a great deal of his after school times absorbed in cartoons and.