One thing Anne had noticed was that after they had stopped over, her dirty panties in the wash basket would have sperm stains in them. Anne thought it...was quite cute that they were wanking into her panties and would often leave some on top of the dirty washing for them to find.It was Saturday night and Anne had been asked out for a drink by the girls she worked with. Anne didn't really go out much she was fifty-six and most of the girls she worked with were in their twenties, but they had. I was thinking of all these things, the past, Hannah, you. But it was so different than anything I felt before that it was like I’d never done it before.”“Trust me, it didn’t feel like you’d never done it before,” I sighed.“Rodney was very demanding. I didn’t understand how abusive he was until years later.”“I’m so sorry, Phoebe,” I said. “No woman should have to endure that.”Suddenly she burst into tears, sobbing, shaking uncontrollably. I moved to enfold her in my arms, but that was all I. "After putting her second leg back on the makeshift bed, he began to massage her legs rubbing up and down — each time going higher and higher. He moved all the way up her leg, surrounding it with both hands and slowly just creasing the inside of her pussy with the top of his inside hand. He wouldn't stay there — just crease her pussy and roll his hands away, move down the leg and back up again. First he did one leg and then the other. Debi had her eyes closed and was in total enjoyment."Only. The shock of the sudden slaps made Monica loosen her grip on her knickers and Miss Palmer quickly yanked them down to Monica’s ankles.‘Now Monica, hold the position and let’s get this over with.’As if resigned to her fate, Monica bent over, her skirt pulled up and her knickers draped around her ankles. Miss Palmer walked back several paces then, holding the old gym slipper in her right hand, she focused on the large target of Monica’s big bottom. Then Miss Palmer sprinted toward her target and.