He started to lick my juices from my fingers asI watched his huge cock start to grow very large. I saton the edge of the sofa and spread my thighs, op...ningmy wet pussy wider as I fed him more of my cunt juices.He continued to lick my fingers as I pulled his head tomy dripping snatch.I felt his tongue as he started to lick my pussy. It sohot as the heat from his long tongue lapped at my slit.The more he licked me, the wetter my cunt became. I wasreally enjoying it as he licked every part of my. He hands worked the trunks down his legs, her hand cupped his balls and she kissed him again, his hands worked on her, pulling the leg band aside he felt the hairs on his fingers, he made his way to her love nest, His finger slipped deep into her , she gasped as she felt it enter. Ian pulled away, he went under water and pulled the panties off and left them to find their way back to the shore in the current, pulling his own trunks off he disposed of them the same way. They stood close as their. I was to cane this fine young lady for the very first time. I took some time to select my weapn from those int he cane basket. Perhaps cruelly so, as someone showing a bit more mercy would set to lashing the girl quickly. Janets legs trembled and her eyes grew wider as I made practice cuts with each cane. Finally I settled on a medium length whippy cane, straight with a leather bound handle.Without further ado I positioned myself behind Janet, and landed the first stroke. A corker. She leapt up. Since my picnic with Abigail I spent half the night with her using up myminutes discussing what we did during the day. It was nothing earthshattering, no great revelations just plain old human interaction that Ifound I was missing. Being busy at her Aunt's store limited our timetogether but I was able to set up another picnic 'date' over the weekendbut this time I would do the cooking.My relationship with Rebecca had not changed. She barely acknowledged mypresence other than to explain she.