“So what would be the punishment for Mark’s behaviour?” asked Chrissie. “Would it involve my husband? Do I have to do lines or a detention?”...she joked. Mr Cranwell stared at Chrissie, as if judging whether or not to she was the kind of woman to respond to his ‘approach’. “No. It would just involve you,” he smiled. “Have you ever been punished physically by someone?” “Punished physically? No.” “Well the deal is simple. If you son has misbehaved, then you have to be punished. Do you. She paid no heed to my pleading, and continued applying the switch until it disintegrated."No, Katya, I've had enough!" I exclaimed when she picked up a fresh switch."You just stay there," she admonished. "You've got this coming! If you turn over and force me to tie you down, I'll wear out a couple more switches than I have here."I knew from experience that she meant what she said, so I steeled myself for what was to come. In no time the second switch whipped repeatedly across my. I want to play in the night air and get caught by someone able to enjoy, or join, or just to watch and listen in. I leave my room behind my dick is slowly lowering as if disappointed, but I know its not over, not yet. Open the door to outside and a blast of winter hits me. I close my eyes, I usually hate the cold but I am hot with lustful intentions and I am ready to face it this time. I step away from the door and walk to the road, neighborhood is quiet and it looks as though I am alone. The. Jackie watched in fascination as the older woman peeled the tight pants over full hips and lush thighs. Her legs were deeply tanned. When she kicked the pants away and straightened, she revealed a dark, thick, pubic patch that contained a sprinkling of gray, wiry curls, it was apparent that she had shucked her panties with her slacks. Liz looked to Janet and Lorene. “All right. Who takes first crack at this sorry old ass?” Jackie knew there was no turning back. She kicked off her shoes and.