I would wake her up in the morning allow her to pick out which instrument of punishment I would use on her that day. Yes, she was whipped every day wi...h a different type of whip or paddle until we had used everyone I own.Once Eve had picked the instrument of punishment I would have her place it on the small table until the day was over and we were preparing to sleep. Depending on how the day went she would either be rewarded with only 10 strokes or as many as she had earned throughout the day.I. "Nice hair this time. Better than your last," he said."Oh thanks, nice for you to compliment it for a change," she replied.Her hair was a rich auburn and shoulder length, this time round. It hadrecently been black, with brightly coloured highlights. Paul had calledher the "Bride of Frankenstein" as a result."Oh that colour suits you," said Laura when she entered the kitchen."Thanks, I thought I'd better go for something simple being as my lastdo got panned by that monster of a little brother of. .. run a slight problem by you that I’ve been experiencing.” Had Trish not lingered Aggie would have encouraged Carla and Bev to stick around to see if she could find an opening. She had been guiding the conversations for the past couple of weeks, hoping she could open doors for them that she had discovered. Having done some probing of what was going on in their marriages she was ready to ask more direct questions. Perhaps, she thought, I can help them discover some of the excitement I’ve found. His reaction and quickening strokes told her he was about to cum. Soon the first jet hit the back of her throat. For some reason she didn't really want to take everything in her mouth. She pushed him out and squeezed his shaft in her hand as she dragged every drop of semen out of him. Carlos, who had reared up on his haunches to get out of the way, watched as Baker's eruptions landed on Sheila's face and hair. She finally turned and looked at Carlos, her smiling face a mess as she tried to see.