I selected a three foot cane and a two tailed leather tawse and placed them on my desk.As the girl shifted nervously on her hard wooden seat, I picked...up the cane and walked slowly around her. When I was immediately behind her I paused and reaching down pulled the seat of her short skirt from under her bottom where she had tucked it for warmth and comfort. It was immediately obvious that she wore no underwear. This was good. This was the rule in these circumstances. Girls in Abi’s situation. ” “Yeah. I can see.” I had to get naked with the paperboy. I took all my clothes off. Couldn’t believe my luck – naked with the paperboy in my flat, our cocks on bone. For the last six months he’d been delivering my newspaper and yeah, I had thought he was proper fit but no way would I ever had expected him to be naked with me in my flat. We’d never even had a conversation before. Only ever said, “Hi,” to each other. We both sat down on the sofa. I put my hand on his thigh, slowly stroked his. When the timer sounds, she stops pedalling, and releases the clamps, moaning as the blood flow returns. The saddle is saturated in her juices, which she licks off, before sucking each nipple in turn.After a brief respite she selects the third clamp, which has a small egg shaped weight attached to it, again with elastic. She stands in front of the mirror, and with her left hand works her clit down until the hard lump of her pleasure parts is between her fingers. With her right hand she attaches. " I offered my hand, "Robert Becker. Everyone calls me Rob."Julie's father shook my hand. "Nice to meet you Rob. My name's John and this is my wife Janet." Why don't you come in and have a seat. I'm sure you're tired from the long drive. Can I get you something to drink?"Janet replied, "God yes." I hope Diet Pepsi or regular Pepsi is good. That is almost all I drink. The kids drink the regular." Diet will be fine for both of us, Thanks."I went to the kitchen to get some drinks. I returned.