As soon as the third set of smacks had been given, Nina held her left hand out, palm upwards, and replied, “Sorry, Mrs Lawson. I understand.”Nina ...ad to admit that when she got home after the client presentation, she did think that having her hands caned was a very effective way of teaching her. It wasn’t so different to Mrs K spanking and caning her when she broke any of the rules at home, because the stinging pain and welts were such a good reminder, and certainly far more so than any. One lady had asked, “I assume that you’re not married?”Pointing at me, Nisha said, “Oh, I am. In fact that’s my husband.” Nisha went on to explain that we had an open relationship and that she and Russell were lovers.Nisha had definitely become a lot more comfortable with her sexuality. On subsequent promotional evenings, Nisha would wear just a g-string and a revealing chiffon cloth that started just above her beautiful breasts and would end just an inch below her gorgeous, tight arse. She was. „Aaahh, ooohhh, mnnn“, I moaned. „Karl, don't just watch. Do me, please.“ He kneeled down behind me and grabbed my butt. I could already feel his warm breath against my wet crotch. Then his tongue touched me. „Aaahh, mnnn, aahahh“, I moaned. I moved my hips to lure him in.„You taste so good“, Chris whispered.„You did, too“, I gasped. „Oh Chris, you make it so good. Lick my pussy.“„It's so wet“, Chris mumbled. „I love the taste.“„Yes, push your tongue deep inside“, I gaspedI jerked my hips. Butterflies swirled in my stomach as we all waited on Mary.I was wearing a black tux, a purple bow-tie choking my throat and a purple cummerbund cinched about my waist. The dress shoes pinched my toes. Mary chose purple to complement the flower arrangements, of all things. Oh well, the wedding was always about the bride, not the groom. My best man, Quatch, stood beside me. He had trimmed his beard and got a haircut for today, and the big guy looked almost handsome in his tux. Today was the only.