One moment a good looking black man had sat down beside his wife and an hour later she was kissing him in the elevator. Michael had fought hard not to...stare at Tyrone's long hard cock when his wife stripped the powerfully built black man and dropped to her knees. He'd never seen another man's hard cock before and he'd recently become curious about what it would be like to suck a dick. He hadn't yet told Janet of his fantasy and he hoped that she would be okay with it if it happened. He had read. Howe were in the outer office. Charlotte opened the Punishment Book and asked, “What was your punishment Mrs. Howe?” “Twelve strokes,” she replied, her voice still breaking. Charlotte made the entry in the book on Mrs. Howe’s page. She then held up the letter and said, “This should be signed by your Mum and brought back in. Mrs. Denver told me it can be on any of the next three mornings, bearing in mind you have been caned twice in two days.” Mrs. Howe was about to speak when suddenly the. So with that encouragement I slowly let my hand slip down her front giving her plenty of opportunity to stop what she knew would happen. She obviously wanted it so I moved my hand further down and covered it over her right tit, then gave a gentle squeeze. She first looked at me, smiled, down to my hand squeezing her tit and then back to me with and even sweeter smile. She puckered her lips and moved forward, I did the same and we kissed, first lightly then increasingly more passionately. Her. I don’t love it for the taste though. I love cum for the texture. That’s why I swish it around in my mouth. I play with it and for some reason, I absolutely love it!” “Do you have a good idea about how many cum loads you’ve swallowed?” I asked. “You know, I kind of kept a running count right from the start. Remember I told you about those four guys back in college? A couple of times a week we’d get together and I’d suck all their cocks until they couldn’t come anymore. They always wanted to.