He said it was like a 'winter warmer' and would soon be over. This made a caning sound perfectly okay. Obviously it would hurt a bit, but we were tou...h young men. A walk in the park really. Canings took place starting just after lunch and were carried out by prefects. These were boys only one, perhaps two years older than me. I mean, I would have loved the job. The fly in the ointment for my caning was that it was the Head Boy who was designated as the caner. We weren't friends as such but. My breasts were squeezed between us and with my knees bent it was easier to bear his weight. I allowed him to enjoy his bliss and just lay there relaxing.Bobby finally rose up, looked at the clock and then rolled off. “You didn’t cum?”“No, it felt nice but I never got close.”“Do you want me finger you?” he asked.“I don’t think we have enough time. It’s OK though I got to fuck a hot girl earlier.” I smiled at him. “Go get rinsed off and dressed while I start cleaning up.”He grabbed his. I'd had the world by the tail, and although I had no part of Vince'sempire Debbie had over time learned several things about her past andher "family." But she remained above the fray by doing businesscontract law for her father. She had been hired on to oversee a few ofhis legitimate businesses but her workload was light. I'd stumbled inafter meeting her at an office party downtown. We started dating andbefore long we were engaged. A year later we were married. As life started getting. I did, but the looks they gave me suggested they knew I was looking. We sat down quickly, breaking open some beers and quickly downing them, Cass joining in but staying quiet. We got to talking about our lives back home, and soon we got to talking about our sex lives. Johann and Manuel wouldn't reveal too much, but I was drunk enough to open up and Cass was drunk enough to not care.“What's the biggest cock you've taken Cassandra?” Johann asked. She pointed at me meekly. I was six inches long,.