I won't let ye down." See that you don't," snapped the earl. "Because if I hear from old Harrythat you've put one foot out of step then I'll strip you...down to yourbreeches and whip you in the street!"The earl put his filthy boot against Ann's face and snapped his legstraight, kicking him face first into the mud as Ann floundered in agonyto get back up.6Ann was utterly despondent as he loped back up the lane to Griply Hall,his whole body aching but most especially his arms and shoulders. This was something he could handle and be on equal footing with her. Many nights they had engaged in sixty-nine, often times bringing on multiple orgasms for them both. As he lifted his head off the mat to better reach her with his tongue, he felt her slide one of her legs under his head until her muscular calf held his head firmly in place. Recent history had showed him that this was not going to be a one-and-done; she was anticipating multiple orgasms and she would not be denied.Her first. The optician stood with his belt in his hand. He pompously lectured her about the bill and her behaviour, and I clutched my dick in shame as Mum accepted and even counted out six whacks of the belt across her arse. Her voice quivered with each one. She rubbed her bottom afterward, clasping it as she straightened up, and he slowly wanked as she did. He was really large I could see now, maybe 9 or 10 inches, with a big knob end like a large plum. Soon six red lurid marks showed on Mum's bum.Mr. She certainly didn't look like a thirty-nine-year-old with two kids.Luckily the outfit she chose was not the new one. It was all one piece, but the only bits of cloth were at the crotch and nipples. The rest of it was made of thin rope and delicate knots. She may not have known, but the bits of cloth were easily removable.She saw me stop to gawk, and she blushed, even as she smiled."Nice choice," I offered. "When we're done, you should wear that home and see if Roger doesn't notice. Will you.