Friday - The previous night’s exercises were taking their toll on my muscles and it was the middle of the afternoon before they let me forget them. Saturday blonde November 28 Didn’t really get the chance to tell Jon about the Thursday night fun until the Saturday morning over breakfast. He wasn’t at all happy that I had let the boy’s dick touch my pussy and made me get over his knee while he spanked me 100 times. I’m sure that his arm must have been aching by the time that he finished. My butt was red and sore, but I had managed to avoid crying - just. By the time I had got to “40 - thank you Master” I could feel his dick getting hard. By the time “70 - Thank you Master” came my stomach was getting damp with his pre-cum. In the nineties I noticed that he was slowing down and that his hand was staying on my hot butt for a second or two before the next stroke. When he finished he quickly lifted me off him, put me over the kitchen table and rammed himself into me. There was no resistance in my pussy as it had started getting wet masturbation as soon as I felt his dick rising. The only problem was that I was lying on top of some of the breakfast things and they were digging into my stomach. blowjob It wasn’t long before he came and pulled out of me. handjob I didn’t cum but was close to it and I was a bit frustrated when he stopped. I asked him if I could finish myself off but he wouldn’t let me. Instead he went for a tape and measured the length of my clit. It was slightly longer but that was probably because of my state of arousal at that time. I was glad that Jon decided that the stretching exercise had been waste of time. The pain had been unpleasant. After breakfast Jon had me ring Vicky to see if she wanted to go out somewhere that night. Liz told me that Vicky was visiting her parents in London that weekend. Not a very exciting rest of the day, we went shopping for a new washing machine. Jon had decided that the old one was ‘well past its sell by date’. At least there was the possibility of some Brunette fun when it was going to be delivered. Sunday November 29 Sunday started in its usual way - reading the papers. As the tips of her fingers entered my blonde pubic hair, the tops of her fingers were already brushing against my stiff rod. “Thanks Wren, it wasn’t as bad as I’d half expected. She instructed me if I handjob see Kamal coming towards our home then I should just call her from the window of Kitchen "Mummy" without making much noise. She's feasting on my daughter.” “I'm his adviser. “Not any more, I think that blowjob we’ll look at all of them later, a slide show of your holiday. I spilled across her mouth. Warm safe predictable sex fits well in that side Brunette of the equation. Somehow it too had lost its head in the scramble. She picked up her luggage from the baggage claim, her SUV from airport parking, dropped by the office supply story to get a new memory card for her phone, and sat in the parking space with her hands clasped in front masturbation of her.