You See The Effect You
I Tell You That You
As Your Hands Move Down
Just Then I Turn Into
What Most People Dont
Somewhat Hidden But
You Give Me A Nervous
You Can Already Feel
As We Arrive At This
We Sit For A Moment
I Lean Over And Kiss
As I Release You I Tell
You Consent And Begin
Once Down You Look Up
You Again Get That Sly
You Begin By Holding
You Look So Sexy
The Camera Is Whirring
You Bend Over As You
Again You Hear The Shutter
Your Remove Your Top
Snap Again The Shutter
You Let Your Arms Drop
You Again Slide Your
You Stand Spread Eagle
You Surprise Me By Jumping
As You Submerge Yourself
The One That Says Come
Treading Water We Embrace
| So do these other men live around here? Have you considered the added excitement of being chastised in front of others? I was always amazed on how he asked the most intimate questions making them sound quite normal. When I answered no he sighed and thought it a pity saying how much more intense to excitement was and how it s a chance to try other things.
It s not very often we meet someone like you. I was disturbed and asked, Have you discussed me with them? No, of course not but they would be more nervous of you! They are very careful and wary not to attract any scandal. You actually have a local group and do you all get together and talk about it? I was shocked and surprised at his comment. Yes, of course, we know a few women locally who indulge with us but sometimes we have to hire a willing girl if we want to enjoy our pastime. When my muscles tensed and relaxed of there own accord it felt as if my anus was opening up wider than was possible. My visitors arrived on time and before they started on their tasks I offered them a drink. My knickers were again folding into my cracks and I was shocked when the hand touched my vaginal lips. Just how much could they see? As before the slaps became harder, shared between cheeks then I heard the familiar sound of a belt being taken off. When I tensed my bum expecting the slap it didn t come then when I relaxed it did. The hand slapping me occasionally stayed in contact with my skin and caressed my bottom. As I involuntarily began to wriggle my arse I found I was assisting the fingers of the hand to touch me in more intimate places.
They could see through me never mind my knickers. A hand stroked my cheeks then as I breathed in I felt the first slap. My arse jumped and I let out a yell. A pause, then another slap they came intermittently which raised the tension. The men watched me and stood waiting then when I was bent they moved behind me. My legs felt like jelly and butterflies filled my stomach they stayed silent and it seemed ages before someone moved. His voice tailed off and he reached for the magazine, I can leave this if you like there s some good reading in it. Do you ever wish you could have played with more of those before you married? It was up to me did it really matter that this other man was here to watch or would he want to join in? I felt a little thrill and Stan noticed my unease. Well I suppose we had better leave soon unless? His words cut through me that s what I had just admitted to wanting letting him lift my skirt and expose my bottom while he spanked it. That, unbelievably, was what I had admitted looking forward to happening my almost bare arse over the kitchen table. I shyly nodded my head and admitted it what would they think of me? I looked up at them now but instead of feeling threatened they looked calm. Anyway, we won t pressure you but if you was looking forward to bending over the table and raising your bum while I spank you well, why what s a better way to pass on a rainy afternoon. It s OK don t be shy Bill s alright. It s going to be a rainy afternoon so we can t do the garden do you want to have another go? I was tongue tied at his question and held my head down. There s just us here if you enjoyed it last time we can have a little fun I could tell it gave you pleasure. The next showed a woman with bum in the air being caned - red weals could be seen across her buttocks. Jane had a little spanking last time I came, didn t you? I gave him a look to kill and he laughed. I could have either died of shame or murdered him it was between us only I thought. He reached out and turned the page. It depicted a filthy scene of a woman knelt on the floor opening her mouth to the streams of pee coming from the men stood over her.
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