She was trying to grabbing it tight, than releasing it. I moved it in a little deeper. She was howling with both pleasure. I pushed a little more and ...topped.I could see the please all over her face. She was grinding her teeth and fighting the need to tell me to fuck. I slowly pulled back with my cock. When the rim was near the opening I pushed forward, this time with more force and a little deeper.“Oh you fucking bastard, you are so fucking huge. you’re going to tear me apart. “ With that I. " I don't really like it, but it looks like I've no choice." Thank you. This is a great load off my mind. I can now make somepreparations. So, first, have you got the stock sheets for the stuffthat's not selling?" Yes, here they are" said Christopher, after shuffling amongst somepapers on the table."But what do you want them for?" Christopher continued."You'll see, but first I'm going to have to go to city centre for a fewthings and I want to call in the shop on my way back. So while I'm outyou. And Imust say I agree. Maybe that's exactly what we need here, for a certainsomeone to be more mature, more grown up."Valerie sensed that Lisa had finally determined that Frankie's lesson wasdrawing to a close and she found herself disappointed. She was bemusedstill by the thought of the young man wearing panties, and with his longhair and slight build, with the right clothes he would easily pass for ayoung woman. And with the right make-up..." Valerie snapped back from herwandering thoughts.. Immediately I thought back to years past when I’d stop at a Stuckey’s for breakfast and look, always, for the souvenir paddles. They’d always have several choices, all highly varnished, each displaying its saucy message; “Apply To The Seat Of Learning”, “For Naughty Boys”, and so on.I guess that, as political correctness took hold and ‘spanking’ fell out of fashion, the chain chose to discontinue sales of the paddles and they’d all but become a thing of the past.Here, though, was a display of.