It must have been 30 minutes before he came out to me by which time I was starting Brunette to get aroused with the anticipation. My legs were already apart waiting in the position that Jon liked and although I could hear him come outside I wasn’t expecting the first stroke so soon and I involuntarily jumped up - just natural reactions. Jon wasn’t amused and told me that it would cost me another 5 strokes. We started again and I counted them in the usual way. By the time we got to 20 I was crying and only just managed to stop myself from screaming as the last one landed. The tawse maybe about 3 inches across, but it can hurt nearly as much as the cane. Jon left me out there still bent blowjob over the scaffolding, and as he went in he told me to get cleaned up when I was ready. In the shower I gave anal myself the relief that I needed. After that, Jon spent the rest of the day going through the mountain of mail that he had received, both physical and electronic and I hardly saw much of him. Week commencing August 10 Monday and Tuesday may have been my days off but I had a lot to do, so I just got on with it. The weather was very warm all week so I only wore clothes when I had to go out to the supermarket. I wanted to show-off my tan so I only wore my short wrap-round skirt and a baggy crop top. This caused a couple of lads in the doggystyle supermarket to follow me around. At the freezer section. I just had to show them how far up my legs my tan went. After that I decided to wear my Ben Wa balls for the rest of the day. In fact I kept them in until the Tuesday morning when my period started. Thursday evening Vicky rang to ask if she could come over for the weekend and asked if we could meet her at the bus station on the Friday evening. Jon said okay but remember the condition that she was to wear only a dress and shoes and bring nothing with her other than her purse. By Friday lunchtime I had finally managed to get this journal up to date. I just hope that I’ve remembered everything as it happened. Jon tells me that my keyboard skills have improved tremendously this week. Since I typed that song on Wednesday I haven’t been able to stop singing it. I just can’t get it out of my head. Friday evening we met Vicky at the bus station and it brought memories back to me of the first time that I met Jon there, only I think I was a lot more nervous than Vicky was when we met her. We went straight to this big pub that used to be a bank. It was still early and we were able to get a table and some food. Jon asked her how her week had been and what she had up to. Vicky Hardcore said that the week had been very quiet and dull compared to the last few days in Ibiza and then at our place. Work had been a right drag but it had been a little livelier on the Thursday, after she had decided to go to work at the building society without underwear. Chapter 2 -Two Days Later . No one said a word. I know it is not required, but I would appreciate a comment when negative votes are cast for my own benefit in developing these stories. WE stepped back and they came in dropping their shorts as they did saying "He'll yes" We simply turned and bent forward lifting your skirts in the back Brunette and they both entered us and began fucking like dogs in heat.. I shuddered, my fingers flexing as the prickling sensation raced through me. The blowjob world spun around me. I grasped the door frame, groaning through the nauseating sensation and... "Yes Hardcore Master." Melissa’s head rolled back and forth, whipping her hair, some of the tendrils sticking to her sweaty forehead and face. With lightning speed, her tail wrapped around me and I anal was lifted into the air. Derrick nodded as he said, "Celeste please present Colonel Dempsy before doggystyle us." “You know I’m just letting you do this to me, right?” She asked me, less confidently than she wanted to. My cock swelled as she played with herself, pinching her nipples into stiff buds, all while moaning my nephew’s name.