Just before I said something I would have regretted, Julie reappeared. She was carrying several fearsome-looking objects and placed them all on a smal... table next to her chair.Julie then picked up a leather paddle it was eighteen inches long. It had a handle attached to which was a fearsome-looking black leather oval teardrop. She handed this to my wife. “Most of my customers fear this paddle; it does change behaviour very quickly. Do you think your husband would benefit from its. Her tanned legs parted very slightly as she leaned against the door, allowing Lauren a view of the hallway beyond, framed by the little girl's thighs and pussy lips."Hi!" smiled Lauren, staring. Emma sat on the edge of the bath, her legs facing away from Lauren. The T-Shirt rose up over her thighs, revealing bare skin. "I made coffee with one of those percolator things - there's more in there if you want some" No, I'm fine" said Emma, looking down. Lauren felt her eyes follow a course from her. She was a regular in the local gym and beauty parlor and the effort certainly wasn’t a waste.The first time it happened was a few months back. I remember coming homeone night after a cricket game. It was about ten in the night when I opened the door as quietly as possible, hoping not to wake mother. It didn’t work, though.The living room was dark there was only the outside light shining inthrough the picture window. I got just inside the door when I heard a soundfrom the couch. It was mother. She dips her fingers inside herself and finds the inevitable wetness that is a combination of his seed and her desire for him. She brings her hand up to her mouth and without deciding to do it, she slips her fingers in and sucks the juices, instantly aroused by the brazenness she apparently has no control over.She turns to face him he’s stirring slightly she notes the groggy expression on his face, the one she’s grown to love. She slips under the duvet and grasps his already hard cock. She.