She was now desperate to keep from cumming and so she finally said, ‘alright. Please…just turn it off..please. I’ll do whatever you want.’ ... ‘that’s my girl’ I smiled at her…. ‘remember you can only button the one bottom button.’ She got up and came back about five minutes later with her blouse gaping open and her 36C tits on display for all to see. As she walked past the guy across the aisle he almost choked on his wine. When the waiter came back he did a double take staring at my wife’s. ' She sat on his back and let him take the full weight of her body, pulling the reins back to lift his head and grant him the maximum view of his own exposure, her cunt tingling in the tight latex as he struggled and felt the bite of her spurs on his thighs, the two girls smiling with satisfaction as the doors were pulled wide.Arne's sense of submission was divine, as he was led out to face the laughter and applause of the women, the ginger girl striding in pompous authority at the fore, the. Creating a crisscross pattern.“Look,” said Caroline, “hot cross buns and it isn’t even Easter,” she laughed.Even though Fiona was gasping from the discomfort, she laughed as well.“Okay, you can get up now Fiona, Gaby your turn, bend over.”Gabriella nervously approached the trestle and bend over, getting herself as comfortable as she could.“12 strokes for you as well my girl,” said Caroline.Caroline took up her position and delivered the first three strokes to Gabby’s bottom, making her cry out. I sipped scotch and thought about how BJ's are real good personality indicators. Could be there's an original doctorate hiding in that fact somewhere for anyone who could get the funding. Hell, without any dam' funding would be good too. Annie could help some when she quit being so goddam sentimental about dumbshit Ray, plus mebbe an appendix on girls who didn't. I tried to drag my mind back to Annie's problems, but the BJ's kept crowding in. Couldn't much help it, but my mind slipped back.