.. suck my cock.Day 45 - We have been trading stories and pictures on the web site. I decide I want him to see my cock. I left Mr. B... a note last ...ight outlining my plan. During his class I would ask to go to the bathroom. He would follow in a couple of minutes. I would make sure no one was in the bathroom. If I don't come out immediately I am in the last stall in the bathroom. I ask Mr. B... for a restroom pass. He gives it to me. I walk nervously to the bathroom hoping no one else. Cela avait cout? assez cher mais avec la chasse aux h?r?tiques, il etait possible de rapidement se rembourser en prenant sa part sur les biens confisqu?s par l'?glise. Ce jeune homme brun, ? la chevelure non maitrisable, aux gros sourcils,au regard sombre, provoquait l'effroi rien qu'en posant son regard sur quelqu'un. Il furetait partout, enquetait discretement, cherchait les h?r?tiques, ayant une obligation de r?sultats. Un inquisiteur qui ne trouve pas d'h?r?tique est vite consid?r? par les. You walk away without a word to retrieve the cane. Stroking it across my tender arse cheeks I start to shake. The tension in my spread thighs, up on my toes is beginning to hurt as much as my punished skin.The cane is such a vicious tool, so precise, so biting. Taking in the plumpness of both cheeks in one stroke, leaving a burning welt to rise from reddened flesh. It bruised me so badly last time the linear marks were still clear on my skin.Over and over the bamboo swished down onto my flesh,. “Your bush is so sticky,” he murmured. “And there’s more stickiness down here,” as his tongue slid down over her engorged clitoris and found her vulva. “No, wait,” gasped Jennifer. She jumped up, went back to the fridge and brought out the punnet of strawberries. She sat down, opened her legs and found the biggest, plumpest strawberry she could. Twisting off the leaves, she eased it between her labia and let it sit just at the entrance to her vaginal passage. Then she took the cream and poured.