I lifted one of her legs and moved my body somewhat perpendicular to hers, positioning my dick next to her pussy. Then I reached down and started rubb...ng the tip of my cock up and down her slit, making sure to give her clit plenty of attention, too. She started moving her body, trying to impale herself on me, but I teased her for a while first. Eventually, though, I did enter her, sliding smoothly into her hot, wet hole. I kept my hand there, rubbing her clit in circles as I pumped in and out. The length of rattan was cold to touch. It was brown and had a crook handle. It had a curve to it.Suddenly she was aware she was not alone. Hannah turned.“It’s a work of art don’t you think?” he said.Hannah felt hot and went bright red.He continued. “Many visitors have an interest but the older ones who were caned specially like it. I doubt that a pretty girl like you has ever felt one.”Hannah was lost for words.“Um…well…it is fascinating…I mean...well…of course…you never actually use it…I. It wasn't long before she came back out, her hands in the air and her breasts exposed, as she pulled the flimsy garment over her head."This will have to do. Let's go to lunch, I'm starving."It was only marginally better semi dry than completely wet. Now its inherently loose fit was more apparent. It sort of gave the impression her breasts could fall out either the top or the bottom at any moment and just dared you to try for a down blouse peek. Had she had anything larger than the tidy perky b. Perhaps that's why Augustus has been forcing morality andprobity down our throats. We have lost our faith."I had a private thought that I could not bring myself to speak aloud.As a woman it was no longer my place to contradict my man, and despitethe fact that I was not truly a woman, all masculine behaviors had beenso thoroughly drained from me that I held my tongue. Perhaps, Ijudged, it had been the other way around. Perhaps the disbelief hadcome before the strife, and the strife followed.