. had accompanied me to the place were I wanted to do it, after discussing all of the details we then set the time and date. His name was Earl, he was...and older gentleman about 50 but I did not want him to treat her gentlemanly. He was from the Los Angles area, and was the type of black man that many white women lusted after, as he fit the stereotype of my wife's fantasy perfectly. He was big and black, had an enormous cock and the fact that he knew how to use it, to pleasure and abuse women. “Do you think the public library can order books in German, Willi?”I shrugged. “Perhaps. Maybe when Col starts at school in a week the school will have some.”“That’s a good idea. Both of you must read in German – Col so he does not forget how to and you to strengthen your language skills.” Mutti Frida thought for a moment and then looked at me. “When you go to senior school, will you study German, Willi?”That seemed a lifetime away for my ‘young brain’ but also incredibly close for my ‘old. Kate moved round to record my cock swinging around and again Aunty flicked the ruler across my shaft.Aunty took the phone and continued to record my punishment while Kate bent me over the coffee table for my final six strokes. As she parted my legs her fingers lingered on my cock, sending a blob on to the tabletop as it throbbed. Kate was in seventh heaven as she wielded the cane. The supple cane hissed through the air hitting my bottom with a satisfying crack and the pain rippled through me. I. . that's... the... spot... yessss!" Carmella moved her lips to Carla's hard nipples, while Carla pulled her tight. Carla moaned with pleasure as her tits got their first taste of lesbian love. "Carmella, yeeeesss, oh... kiss... them... oh... yeeeesss, you... know... how... oooooh... soooo... tender... soooo... goooood!" She pulled Carmella's mouth up to hers and kissed her hard. I could see their tongues working in each other's mouths again. I was completely forgotten, sitting there with a.