Wash his arse….up his arsehole….pull his foreskin back…..Eventually we were both washed and cleaned like we had never been before and we were fu...king cold too. But the girls finally relented and let us back in the house.Even so they made us their servants, fetching them things and kneeling before them and they even tied my mates hands behind his back with his socks and fondled his cock and forced him to drink beer and more beer and more beer until after a while he needed to urinate and they. Mind you I would never actually cheat on Jennifer, but lately whenever we make love I think about a woman I passed in the hallway or saw on the airplane. I guess it's just a mid-life crisis but these girls I fantasize about, they are also younger.We had taken a shower and finished getting dressed. Candice having seen my Jaguar in the drive way knew I was back home, I heard her running up the stairs."Daddy... daddy your home!"I opened the bedroom door and running toward me was my blonde haired. “Twenty to four” Adam replied in a simple, straight to the point way.They kept on running until they got back to where the shops were. Harry had no idea what he was going to end up buying; he just knew that he needed to decide on something fast. He was stuck. He didn’t just want to buy some random junk because then it wouldn’t mean anything. No chocolates or wine or all that boring stuff which people always buy for people’s birthday. It had to be thought out, it had to be appropriate, it had to. She told me that twenty five or so years previously, she had had a 'boy' friend who had enjoyed being beaten. More than 'enjoyed' it, he had needed it and they had conducted a ritual when together, of her treating him as a schoolboy and severely beating him, usually on his bare bottom. This had caused him to be massively aroused and sometimes had orgasmed before they had had a chance for him to penetrate her. I couldn't believe she was telling me this! She had discovered a need to beat him and.