He was special, this was something else. It was deeper, it was hotter, and the heat engulfed my whole body still. It was dinner time when we got ba...k and while in the cafeteria I saw a familiar sight. It was him! He was eating with his bassist and the sun played in his hair and cheeks as he spoke. He was so gorgeous. I thought my knees would give out. I felt my breathing get heavier as mustered up the little bit of strength I had at the moment to go sit down next to him. “Oh my goodness!. Perhaps I didn’t hit her hard enough? I take up the Tawse again, my dick flopping around on the outside of my pants.?Hands behind your back, NOW.? I order, and Cymbeline grasps her wrists again, looking downcast. SLASH! The Tawse is a nasty leather thing, and it really does a number on Cymbeline’s breasts. Now she has long red weals across those perfect areolas. My dick is getting quite excited as I stare at her.Often then, I’ll put it back in my pants, to Cymbeline’s distress. I’ll pick up. My breathtaking and first-rate and dazzling Stian! I love, love, love him! Don't you yourself?He looks at me bashfully and timidly. Why is he becoming indecisive now to give me my... ? I mean I must get what I applied and asked for, or must I not, huh? Must I not really? "Come on," I tell and let know to him, "Don't give me that withdrawn and introverted look, hubby! I want my penis for banquet! I want to devour my fucking goddamn banana penis as my special dinner! Give it to me now already,. I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost eleven. I don't know why, but I had expected that Daphne would have rushed home after our meeting. It appeared that I guessed wrong and that she wasn't going to come home and face the music. At eleven-fifteen I went to bed.I didn't hear her come in. The first that I knew she was home was when she crawled into bed with me, snuggled up next to me and put her hand on my cock. She started to stroke me and despite myself I started to get hard."That's.