I found her hand lightly touching my left leg. I looked at her. I knew she was asleep. She would have moved in her sleep. This was the first time I lo...ked at her closely. She looked about 5 ft 4 in. She might be about 25 years of age. I was 22 at that time. She had really big breasts and flat tummy (she was sleep on her back). She had wide hips. It was a pleasant sight. This was the first time I was looking at a girl upclose. Something started changing in me. During my earlier days I used to. "No, don't, not my cunt, I couldn't take that. Use my tits." No girl, I told you to say 'please beat my tits', now say that exactly or your cunt gets it." Please beat my tits" came out through gritted teeth."That wasn't so hard was it - now say it again more clearly so we can all hear you" the girl teased.Sue shouted this time "please beat my tits" and the girl obliged, bringing the belt down across each one in turn until they were bruised blue. She then swung it, quite gently but with a. My reminiscing stopped when Sarah, now Lady Sarah in our role-play stopped the recording, just at the moment as I gagged on the hard cock being forced deep into my mouth.“Mmm don’t you look pretty Briana. Let me see your underwear.”I know what this instruction meant, I turned to face away from Sarah leant forward and lifted the back of my skirt for Lady Sarah to inspect my underwear and check my suspenders.“Good girl Briana, your suspenders are equally spaced and your girly cotton panties are. I looked down at my hands curiously. "I didn't know that could be done," I said, deliberately misunderstanding. "Has plastic surgery become that advanced?"He glared at me. "The records, not your fingers," he said. "You changed them, didn't you?" How would I do that, sir?" I asked politely.He heaved a weary sigh. "Jack, it's just not good enough," he said. "I know it's you. Your wife admits who she is, how about saving us all this silliness and doing the same? We have more than prints, you know,.