I nudge him to get on his back so I can do his front. When he rolls over he has a stiffie and I grab it immediately. My oily hands work up and down hi... boner. His foreskin slides up and down his shaft and back and forth over his glans. I pull his hood forward and tug on the overhang but it slips from my grasp. I make a tight fist with each hand and massage his shaft tightly. He is gasping and breathing hard as his hips thrust up and down. I continue until he is past his limit. It feels like his. Of course, she knew that the two punishments today added to the other recent punishments would leave her with a stinging and welted bottom for several days to come, and, during that time, she always was better behaved. She just wished she could act like that without being punished, but really wondered whether that could ever happen given her history to date.As Nina stood up she realised that her vision was already blurred and so she couldn’t see the faces of those sitting at the table just a. Yes but I can kind of smell something Mrs Stevens replied.I thought it was me.Oh grandma explained i just used the pot Im sorry some of the odor must have come out of the bedroom.Oh thats OK Em I thought Id had a accident Im needing the bathroom pretty soon didnt get a chance at home this morn.I will just run home and be back in a little bit.Nonsense Mrs Stevens your perfectly welcome to use our makeshift pot no need to go all the way home.But wont Donny have to clean up the you know..mess?. Softly, barely touching him, one finger only, she stroked. It was a sensation unlike any he had ever felt. So light, so gentle, so soft, he thought it was probably the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. Up and down his cock she ran her finger tip – every so often using just her finger nail. From the base to the ridge of the head, Carol kept up her feather light touches. The longer she worked on it, the more Ron’s cock jumped and grew. She watched his face as she played. She smiled.