A finger plowing your furrow. You shift away with a grunt, but then push back.My fingers greasy, the sweat between your thighs, the start of your juic...s--immediately I've a finger to the knuckle up inside you."What do you think you're doing?" you gasp. "Stop that! We're in public." Look around," I caution, "then, re-e-lax. I'm the only one who can see what I'm doing." And what is it exactly that you think you're doing?"I slip another finger up your cunt, the knuckle of the first bent and. Here."She pressed a crimson jewellery box into my hand."You shouldn't have." Why not? I like to buy things for people I love."Inside was a fine gold necklace with a delicate, flower shaped pendant.Beside it were two stud earrings in the same design as the pendant. Themoonlight prettily caught the fine links and curved, wire petals."It's lovely, thanks. Thank you so much." The shape of it reminded me of your lovely bouquet, on your shoulder. Youdon't have to wear the earrings," she said while. See this birch I made. Twigs are still wet from the rain. It’s not very neat I know but I only just went down the garden to cut the osiers. Six of them Margaret. Six lines of fire across your arse with each stroke. Imagine it Margaret. Imagine the audience of men and perhaps some women for they are often more cruel, urging me to hit harder and harder. To go on and on and on. Till your arse is one bleeding blister. Margaret Smith you have three chalk marks against your name, you know how many. " Absolutely not! Come with me."Kimber grabbed my hand led me into Kelly's bedroom. There in the safety, and privacy of Kelly's bedroom, I shared with Kimber that not only had I never used these things, but that I had never given Lee a blowjob and was curious if she could share with me, a few pointers about it and how to do the deep throat thing she demonstrated to us earlier. Kimber explained how I could use a banana to practice on, explaining some of the techniques she used on her boyfriends.