"You can cry out all you like Shelly. No one outside this room will hear you and it will not make one iota of difference to your punishment."Margaret ...elivered the final three to the accompaniment of loud yells and screams from her victim."Give her some juice Stella. It would have been water at best in olden days but they didn’t have straws and drinks then." While, between cries and moans, Shelly sucked on the juice and tried to get Stella to stop the beating, Jeremy explained the birch to the. I was obsessed by the pervert idea of making love with her, but was also scared in case she refused and told my mother. Each time I saw her I thought of what should I do to convince her. I was 18, Jan 14 she was short and slim, she looked like a twelve year old girl.We were five in the family 3 boys and 2 girls, I was number 4. My father already passed away, my elder sister already married lived on a sugar estate far from us, my brothers in the army were sent to Kenya for six months, so at home. A bloody good looking woman who I have dream fucked millions of times, but never had the bottle to talk to.She stopped the car right in front of me and leaning out of the car window she looked directly at my cock. a long lingering look it was too.`hello there ` she said I replied hello back but she looked at me and said `Im talking to your dick not you`.hearing this my cock started to stand up`MMMM Come here` she said and I walked over to her windowwith a swift movement of her hand she. I shivered. Her gently working fingers were beginning to cause my numbness to subside and another orgasm to build. I nodded my head, a fractional movement, but enough to voice my consent. Ashlyn placed her pussy against my lips. I stuck my tongue out the flavor of her moistness permeating my taste buds instantly. It was really good. I licked and sucked taking as much of her taste into my mouth as I could. With little warning Ashlyn pulled back suddenly."I said kiss it, not eat me out!" Ashlyn.