It was Christine. "Had to get rid of the lasses and I'm staying tonight. Just drop these bags off then lets pop to pub eh?" . Flummoxed I said “OK�.... I was a bit pissed by now.We went to the pub and had a couple of drinks having a flirty chat. I was again getting some funny looks and comments from one or two people who thought I was still with Ann. "She's my cousin... up here for the weekend" which they appeared to accept. “I heard that” Christine giggled. We sat and chatted, her hand in mine,. I think she’s better off.”“Good for her.” I replied.“Yeah, real good for you.” Jennifer said with a laugh.“Oh yeah? Why is that?” I asked.“Well, when you get a heart broken girl and a bottle of wine, things tend to happen.” Jennifer said.“Go on.”“She apparently got a crash course in pussy licking a few weeks before and decided to give me a lesson.”My cock hardened.“Go on.” I said evenly. Jennifer laughed.“I returned the favor.” Jennifer replied.“Oh really? How was it?” I said, trying to contain. "Since you apparently can not keep the position that is required for your punishment, I must have you bend over the table. As a penalty, the strokes you receive will be more severe. In addition, I should tell you that if you cannot hold your position over the table, then you will be secured to it and will, at the least, receive six extra strokes as a further penalty. You presumably observed how your friend, who was foolish enough to have acquired experience in this matter, positioned herself. Elwyn took it slowly even though he was on fire with excitement, he tookhis time, at first gently using one finger to measure his captive'stightness, then guessing that the young man must have used a dildo onhimself, using two fingers to open him, listening to the whimperinggroans and gasped begging no's, yet no obvious squeaks of pain just afearful tensing of his buttocks.Elwyn unbuttoned his greasy trousers and pulled down his greyed overwashed y fronts releasing his stiff throbbing erection.