Again came the sharp sting. It was worse this time, having the 15 new swats laid on top of the first 10. Quickly Suzanne ordered Amy and Wendy to get...their jean jackets and tennis shoes on. She re-posed all the shots from the previous day with the jackets, including the one that gave her this idea in the first place. As Amy and Wendy pulled against each other, their teary eyes and nervous faces, as well as their pink bottoms, exhilarated Suzanne. She ordered her models to clasp their hands and. Her moans filled the room and I suddenly let free and brought her other tit into my mouth, suddenly wetting it completely.She pushed me off and lay me down on the bed, freeing my jeans and reaching her hands up my legs and grabbed my dick over my underwear. Her hands held my hard dick, jerking me slowly over the clothing while I went mad with fervent desire.Suddenly, before I had realized, she had pulled my underwear off and placed her entire mouth on my dick. I let out a muffled shout of. Theresa was still in bed."Good morning, Mum," said Wendy cheerfully. "Going to have a lie in?"There was no answer. Wendy went over to the bed. Theresa was lying there, ashen, her face lop-sided bearing a look of abject fear."Oh God!" exclaimed Wendy. "She's had a stroke," she thought. "I'll be right back, Mum."She fled back downstairs."What's Mum doing?" asked Hettie."Hang on a minute, Hettie. She's very ill. I've got to call an ambulance."She was dialling 999 already."Ambulance ... Ainsworth,. There was a side of Johanna that was organized and assured and competent. There was also a side, though, that was a bit of 'scared little girl', too, and that got me into the caring and protective mode really fast. But this was also the girl who caught me sitting straight up in bed the first night we spent together, recognized that I was reacting to dreams, and softly brought me back down to earth.Two trips to the car later, we left the parking lot in separate vehicles, mine and her little.