I’ll be wearing boxers.. This gives lot of freedom for pinky.. Once we were having dinner, pinky and her husband sat opposite in the dining table. W...ile eating pinky extended her leg and was rubbing to mine. I had no option to move closure. Since I placed a napkin on my lap, my wife couldn’t observe.. Pinky and I moved close to the dining table so that she her leg can touch.. She was massaging my dick.. after finishing dinner, I still couldn’t control. My dick was rock hard and tent is easily. I know you are naughty just so you can be punished. But don't you see the position that puts me in? Punishments are intended to deter misbehavior, not encourage it. So you've been caned. And I'll bet at the time that's what you expected to happen. Even wanted, am I right?" Nora started to get nervous. She had no idea where this conversation was going now. But she answered, "Yes, sir." "But that's not your punishment. It can't be - it's what you wanted. Am I right?" "Yes, sir." He continued,. This time, she shows no restraint in hiding her pleasure, moaning loudly.I work my way down her body to her chest. I take each nipple in to my mouth in turn, sucking and nibbling on it slightly, whilst twisting the other with my fingers. I keep one hand playing with her nipple, and kiss my way down to her pussy. She is still soaking wet and I finally get to taste her sweet juices. My tongue finds her clit, and my fingers work inside her, exploring pussy, looking for her intimate special spots.. He tipped her back. The cart bundles wouldn’t let her fully recline. “You’re turning into skin and bones, Ma. We gotta start eating regular. Fatten you up! You’re only plump in one place!” He grabbed and squeezed her fatty plump labia in his fist! “I’m going for a razor and water. You wait here! He studied his wet hand and grinned! “We’ll make you pretty, Ma, like a young girl again!”She wasn’t going anywhere, couldn’t. Besides, she wouldn’t abandon the attention Ron was paying her for.