She wiggled her ass as she poured water into three mugs. When she put the kettle down she turned around. She had changed into a shirt with a very low ...ut neck. “Hand,” she said, holding her hand out waiting for mine. She took my hand as soon as it was close and pushed it down between her legs. Her shorts were so thin I could feel the heat of her pussy on my fingers. I started rubbing. Mary pulled the loose neck of her shirt down around one breast which she offered to me. I took it in my mouth. ......... and I could see by the way she kept looking at me she knew I was checking her out and watching her every move. Every now and then she would catch my eyes and hold the stare for what seemed like an age and every couple of times she would follow my gaze and smile discreetly.........I couldn"t believe the signals she was giving me by doing this but appreciated them all the same.Anyway, the next day I was home alone when I got a text off Catherine asking if I was ok and if I had recovered. Dark blonde hair, black eyes, sexy curves, thick thighs and large, watermelon sized breasts.Jack: What kind of " training " are you talking about?Carol: The art of love created by the great masters of the past. Kama Sutra!Jack: Ho, ho! Are you for real?Carol: You of all people should know....Jack: ( That's it baby. Take your black thong off....)Carol: That i ALWAYS " talk business ".Jack: I've heard that this is complicated and exhausting stuff.Carol: Not if you have studied Yoga and have the. She had my love when I did that too her. This boy had none of which. With a flick of her wrist the flogger had sounded throughout the room and whipped the boys cock and stomach until she grew tired. Then with fingers that had grown use to the shackles she loosened his wrist and watched him fall to the ground in a pile of tears and sobs. She had paced him telling him how stupid he was to let someone he new nothing of to restrain him. Then she soved her foot against his neck (the picture) and.