" Oh, no! You are our official spokesperson!" She laughed and I smiled."You're next for this chore and, if they ask tough questions, I will refer them...to my expert, you!" We gave each other a hug and, laughing, went about helping get the kids ready for supper. Melissa had me grab some blankets and pillows for the younger ones in case things went long tonight.George, Junior, and Ted picked us up in two SUV's and chauffeured us to the church where all meetings took place. After a short prayer,. He could feel his hardening cock pushing even more so against his underwear. It was uncomfortable, even a bit painful but he didn’t dare touch them for fear of losing this amazing gift. Jennifer’s feet tasted so good. He had often thought about sucking them those sneaky mornings in the shower while he masturbated. He fantasized about her letting him suck her toes while he slid in and out of her wet pussy. She was so hot. God this was wonderful. His wife spoke again, “Remember Jen all over his. But as she imagined herself as a domme, her mind ran wild. She could seehim dressed up as a Girl Scout while he ... bought her cookies. She couldsee him with a ball gag. She could see him...with tits.That image flashed in her mind, and she loved it. Breasts were wonderful.Even the straightest woman has thoughts about another woman's boobs. It'snatural. It's life. Men don't have boobs, so women do without. But mostof them would love to lick a nipple, to nurse, to fondle. If that makesme a dyke,. By the time I hit 25, the welts were all over her cheeks and legs and the skin was turning from red to purple. Missy was blubbering and ingesting back the snot that had started running out of her nose. She was totally miserable, but this time she remembered to thank me for beating her, before she ran out the back door naked. All I could think of was what if the whipping had been 50 or 75 strokes.Once again I excused myself and went out back. As I expected Missy had gone to sit in the cool.