My tongue pushed in her hole as I squeezed the soft flesh of her cheeks, “The fabric is so flexible allowing sir access to all places” she sighed ... little bit breathless giving me the green light to carry on exploring, I slowly moved my tongue down while my hand ran up the inside of her thigh, my tongue met my fingers in the warm gusset, I softly rubbed around her squashed lips and found her stiffening button, “Mmm OMG sir” she sighed as I tried to follow my fingers with my tongue, it didn’t. Those who made it their home are now dispersed throughout the world. Should you meet them, in bars or restaurants, or even walking down the streets of their new suburban climes, they will invariably deny the events I am about to relate. You may find all of us discussed here, sometimes living together, sometimes living apart. But you will not find them under the names I have described here, for they either changed them, or I have reworked them into ciphers in the interest of preserving what. “Not another five days, Allie. Dad’s picking me up tomorrow morning. We should be home early afternoon.”That was too much for Allie. She shrieked with joy and then burst into tears.Toby waited.“O-oh, Toby! Oh, Toby! Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh Whee-ee-ee!”Toby was speechless. He knew Allie loved him but her joy and relief that he was coming home early for her and her alone triggered something and his own eyes filled with tears.“G-good n-night, Allie,” he stammered and signed. Hannah was writing a project on work experiences and when she asked Georgina about office love affairs she readily described some of the affairs she had had, although didn’t admit it involved her. It was during those conversations that she described how some women enjoyed being ‘the office tart,’ and used by all and sundry at the office as well as loving to be humiliated in front of others, and described, ‘others,’ desire to be spanked and caned.The next day at breakfast Hannah made a direct.