He could only assume that the presence of her husband had given her even more spirit.Karen loosened her grip and let Victoria's hair slip out from bet...een her fingers. The ebon strands uncoiling from her fingers like a nest of vipers retreating for shelter. Her hands immediately went to the front of Victoria's designer silk shirt, gripping it tightly and yanking it apart, the crimson stone buttons falling around their feet.Paul stood up as he watched, the smile still adorning his face. He. One, a very posh young woman from Wendover, met me for lunch, but decided to take it no further; a shame as she had a lovely looking bottom that would have taken a good caning. We kept in touch for a while and continued to share naughty spanking fantasies. I will describe some of the others at a later stage, this time,however, I’d like to tell you about Jenny (not her real name).Jenny lived in north London and worked as a civil servant. Jenny could be described as a bbw, with a plump bottom,. You’re still a virgin????’ she said a little louder than pretended, then repeated in a hush ‘You’re still a virgin?’‘I am. And before you ask, the reason why I’m still so, is you. I have always loved you; I have always wanted your body. I have imagined you naked innumerable times’ He stopped, blushed and said ‘I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve masturbated with you in mind’‘Oh boy!’ she said, ‘You’re turning me on’! vThey had barely closed her apartment’s door and were already kissing.. He had dark, coarse hair and a close-cropped mustache. Most importantly, he had dark eyes that pierced intomy soul. I couldn't hold his gaze and dropped my eyes.Once again, he chuckled. "So that's just a preview," he said. "Thingswill get much more intense in the future. I'm going to lock thischastity on you, and once a week, I will remove it so you can clean andshave. If you've been a good gurl, I might let you cum. I might not,depending on how I'm feeling that week." You'll have certain goals.