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Irene Crawford, Oakhurst's principal, immediately started having second thoughts about Janet Sanders' rather impetuous request to award the "feared 57" punishment to senior Marcie Williams. Miss Crawford, as was her wont, had left the door to her inner office open, and Marcie saw her standing behind Janet Sanders, who was bent over a chair...with her skirt folded up over her waist and her full-sized white panties down at her knees. Marcie knew there would be hell to pay if she were seen sneaking a peek at the teacher's getting what she figured would be Miss Crawford's cane across her bottom, so she quickly walked around the corner to the front door and left school for the day, amazed that she was able to have a smile on her face after what she had endured only a short time earlier.
They proceeded to their own bedroom where, after checking to see that Kathy, Jamie's sister, was asleep in the guest room, they more or less fell into their bed, totally wiped out by the evening at Claire's. "You will be spanked whenever any of us feels you need it," Karen said rather offhandedly, and she reached down to unbutton the dropseat in Kathy's pajamas that would expose her bare bottom. "Yes, Miss Karen, I couldn't...couldn't keep my doody from coming out," Kathy confessed, shamed to her core and her face now as red as her spanked bottom.
"Well, Lucille," she said firmly, picking up on her employer's asking her to address her so intimately, "there's no time like the present, so you had better lift your skirt and lower those panties for your inspection." Henry cringed at the idea of anyone—even Kathy, who had been allowed by Margaret to spank him—to see him in pink panties, but he decided to make the best of the situation and thank her again. "I'm going to spank you for messing these panties," she said with mock seriousness and a grin, "but I'm going to give you a note to Margaret saying that I've already disciplined you so I hope she won't feel the need to do it too."
Karen felt that admitting to her boyfriend Rod how badly she had been treated by her mother, Marian, at a time when Karen was coming of age at 19, was worth the embarrassment since it cemented her shared experience with Rod. Her boyfriend had suffered under similar maternal dominance, although Barbara's exercise of authority over her 19-year-old son had been less focused on humiliating him. Karen realized that this man truly loved her and that her hitherto cold attitude induced by Marian's wretched parental style had been slowly moved into a place where she was beginning to cherish Rod's affections, while all the while enjoying the ability to exercise her talents as a domme insofar as he was concerned.
She was slightly reticent until the President turned to her and said, "Eleanor, I've heard from Janet about your amazing creativity and I wanted to tell you something you may not have heard, but that I was told by none less than Chief Justice Dianne that you are someone who retained your bearing and integrity through a very challenging situation. After some remarks at table by Chair Deb and the Secretary of State seated next to her, Janet rose and said that she knew the President and her cabinet needed to return to the capital so she thanked them for coming and told them that they deserved the respect that the Women's Republic had vested in them.
Deirdre Carmody, Laura Franklin's middle-aged aunt who had raised Laura and now joined her at the "Weekend School" Laura ran for adults who wanted to re-experience the school discipline they had known earlier in life, and Diana Prentice, the 20-year-old fetching blonde prefect, who was the junior faculty member at the school but who had already created a strong impression by the severe discipline she administered at the school assembly, enjoyed spending the night in Deirdre's commodious bed. The older woman filled the small white enema bulb, took a dab of vaseline and gently let her finger slip it into Diana's anal opening, then inserted the nozzle into her tight little hole.
"Is Kathy home yet?" Karen asked, wondering if Jamie's sister, for whom he had little use because his own growing up years had been ruined by the cruelty with which Kathy and his mother had treated him, had secured a job. When Kathy told her, she took the slightly older woman in her arms and held her tight and assured her that she and Jamie loved her in spite of everything and that they would make sure she got the right position soon. "You can stay here," Karen said, knowing Jamie would not be happy, "but expect that Claire may want you in her house on a weekend now and then."
If I didn't get such a charge out of putting myself through this ordeal, I likely couldn't engage in dominating other women by restricting their use of the toilet and then supervising in minute detail how they eventually are permitted to urinate and defecate. In engaging in holding it in for as long as possible, I may even subject myself to what some dominants enjoy using as a disciplinary device: setting particular and limited times when a submissive is permitted to use the toilet. Then, when permitted to sit on the toilet and lower panties, the dominant may inspire fear by declaring that unless the submissive begins to pee (or defecate) within a set time, such as one minute, permission will be withdrawn and the now-horribly frightened sub will be made to wait for possibly several more hours.
In the previous chapter I had a girls night in, and I drank from the fountain of youth who turned into my new pee pal Hilary. She soon finished, and so I said "I've got lots more." She let me slip back into her with the tube still inside. "Let's do it anyway." They held me down while Jeanie tied string around my balls, forced me into those tight panties to control my erection, then put my pink shorts on me and the white top. "Well, CHRISTINE," she whispered, "Pick up that potty and behave yourself." and led me into the living room where Di was busy sitting on Steve's face.
All of the girls do.” To this day, I don’t know what possessed me, but I leaned forward and very, very carefully took the cherry off the tip of his penis touching nothing but the cherry with my mouth. He started to moan, grabbed the back of my head with both hands, and very f***efully thrust himself deep in my mouth (to the back of my throat). I looked between my legs and saw the white table cloth underneath me soaked in my cum, his sperm, and bl**d from my vagina. Suddenly I couldn’t bear the thought of standing at the alter with Rick in a few hours with Superman’s sperm inside of me.
Jessica dangled her faded pink ankle sock over the man's caged penis allowing the sweat soaked fabric to softly rub against his shaft, and the mistress laughed as he squirmed and moaned as his penis swelled and pressed tightly against the bars confining him. Enjoying herself now, Jessica continued holding her sweaty sock over the man's face and forcing him to indulge in his foot fetish as she gently slid the mesh of her gym sneaker along the head and shaft of the man's agonizing penis. "Do you like the taste of your sweaty feet and gaped ass?" the mistress laughed as Jessica apprehensively shook her head and took the long penis in her hand.
I put my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder to get a better closer look and feel with his abs and body. Those words made me feel so much better and I took my arms off around him to cover my face and started sobbing. My dad stopped hand brushing my hair and felt his hands slide down inside my pants and felt my wetness down there. I just followed my instincts and laid on my back, pulled my tank top up to reveal my perky breast and pulled up my legs and my dad took of my shorts and panties and put his hand to my vagina and started fingering me gently.
I am also interested in exploring how different women look, from all ages and ethnic groups and like to imagine myself watching them do the most embarrassing and degrading things such as going to the toilet right in front of me. I would love to feel the inside of your dirty bottom and gently pull on each and every one of those lovely black pubic hairs growing round your dark brown Japanese anus. I'll ask Jake to pluck out some dirty hairs from my ass for you – it's going to be a bit painful though! Two pairs of very smelly, white cotton panties and some close-up photographs (on a memory stick) of me squatting on the toilet with my legs wide apart and then bending over, holding my cheeks open to have my ass wiped.
Her response was music to my ears(or eyes since we were chatting): "No, but it's like in between strawberry blonde and red, so I always thought it was kind of pretty." Of course, anyone who knows me knows that I love pussy hair no matter what the color, but I too had a penchant for strawberry blonde/red, so I was thrilled by the prospect of seeing and licking a huge triangle of orangey-red bush. Somewhat embarrassed, Lisa said, "Let's just say, it's personal." My impression when we were chatting was that she must believe that she smelled down there. Complicating things, Lisa said, "Remember when you said my vagina smelled like 'this feels good and I want to make your cock feel good?'" "Yepp," I replied.
1.) Start by sucking his lips in very random directions preferably outwards ever so swiftly then rubbing his bum in outward directions petter and pattering so fast with your hands every few seconds or less on his left and right bum cheeks and press your boobs against his chest moving them in outward directions all at once. 3.) Within seconds thrust your labia minora and majora over his glans penis and let the glans penetrate the vagina very quickly as the glans penetrates your vagina wall start shaking your hole body and moving your head back and keeping your eyes closed for added effect grasping onto his bum cheeks with tremendous f***e.
We lay on a bed together, flipping channels, trying to decide when to start fucking. I lick around, inside, playing with each fold of skin, taking in each subtle flavor, She moves, positioning herself on top of me, in a 69 position, and begins nibbling on my penis. She stopped her activities, removing me from her mouth, and resting her head on my thigh, taking in her own ecstasy. Her head,resting in my lap, nibbling on my cock head, she takes the candy cane herself, she preferred it that way. Her entire weight rests on my, Her legs are separated as I pump my dick into her ass, she pumps herself with the candy cane.
When you circle her aureoles with your lips or fingers, then lightly (or not so lightly, depending on her) squeeze her nipples, she’ll likely feel the vibration right down to her buzzing pussy. It works like this: While your tongue is dancing on her clit, rub some of her juices around her little hole (cute name, huh?) This double stimulation is very arousing to her, and she’s concentrating on your tongue so much that your finger doesn’t matter, it just feels good. If you’re sucking on her clit and she’s squirming and shaking, her breath coming in gasps, don’t suddenly switch to licking her clit with broad strokes.
I felt the speculum enter the vagina and with a twist of the hand it was in place. I heard him take off his gloves and place them in the bin beside the table and take another pair from the box resting on the metal tray. With that he again lubed his fingers and I felt them moving around my anus and slowly enter the rectum. He moved around in both openings and soon released his fingers and removed his gloves. He sat the end of the proctoscope and the opening and told me to bear down and take a deep breath as he pushed the cold metal devise inside of me.
Now that he was fully erect his cock looked like a pepperoni stick, Liver spots marking their territory all the way up and down his member like clusters of tourists on the Great Wall of China. Arnold looked magnificent his old cock standing erect, defiant of god's will, hair sticking out of his ears and nose. Arnold loved the way the toffee treat tasted, "It's no use," Marge yelled, "I can't feel shit anyway. Arnold Thought back to the time when he worked at Mr. Smith's Corner store when he was nineteen. Arnolds hips protested to the continuous thrusting as he fucked Marge for all he was worth.
So I got in between her legs and started kissing the side of her body, working my way up to her nipples where I slowly and very firmly flicked my tongue up and down their firm pink flesh. My tongue remained at her fully erect clit as I slid my right index finger in to her swollen vagina, cupping it so that it was pressed against her g spot. I started sucking her clit as I worked my tongue around it, and I could feel the rush of her pussy juice and her vagina throb with delight. She was about to cum, and her pussy was throbbing and tightening around my f***eful finger, which I pushed hard on to her g spot.
She stretched open my butt real wide with her thumbs and told me to bear down She put her lubricated finger in my butt & felt all around inside along examine your anus, rectum and lower colon with a lighted scope. I felt the scope slide up my behind and stretch open hear the nurse pull the center portion out of the scope & turn on the overhead light. The nurse explained that she was going to inflate my bowel with some air to open passing air.Cystoscopy exam- The nurse said that she was going to do urodynamic exam gloves and took some strange looking instruments out of the drawers. stretched open my vagina real wide & held it open so the first nurse could see
There was a pretty hammy romance developing between the main character and my celebrity crush which didn't make things any better, and I was starting to doze off until suddenly my crush was throwing some serious bedroom eyes at main character. I tried rubbing my dick, fingering myself, anything to suppress the urges for a little longer until I got home. My dick started dripping with pre-cum as I thrusted faster and faster into myself. So there I was, moaning like a porn star and practically ruining the sheets with my wetness and pre-cum when I heard a sound of things falling. When she was naked, I walked up to her and started making out with her, my dick pressing hard against her crotch and stomach.
I didn't say anything about her shaved vagina, but I know that if she had even the slightest sprouting I would have been able to cum (likely from her handjob or blowie) because she would have appeared womanly enough. I said, "Carrie is definitely pretty, but she's totally shaved down there and I felt like I was with someone too young - even though she's my/our age." "Is that all," Karen giggled. Loud enough for Karen to hear and she responds with, "You're gonna cum tonight, I can tell." To this I let out a long moan and say, "What gave you that idea?" In less than a minute from no more than a simple (likely five minute handjob) I'm full-on orgasming.
it got stronger the closer she got to her and it smelled like a combination of urine and vagina As if she she went to the bathroom with out washing her hands and was pleasuring herself with both hands and then just got dressed and came to work afterwords . When Angelica got home she lied on her bed and was still thinking about her co-workers scent on her hands She was imagining that she was watching her pleasuring herself with both of those hands in the same bed as her ; One hand fingering her clit and the other one inside of her.