I was thankful. Mom was getting stronger each day. I was beginning to feel like mom was mellowing or something. She was very different from Tam around... More friendly and laid back. When we'd done cruises before, she was always barking orders at me, planning our day, and just being a bitch. At times I wondered why I went with her. But, with Tam around, it was like night and day. I was beginning to see mom in a different light.Back on our ship, I kept flirting with Magda, it made me feel good,. ?Back down! And remember you must count?Laura bent over. ?Sorry Sir. Six. Thank you?A further three strokes were delivered in quick succession.?Last one coming?. A final swish followed by the pistol crack.?Ten. Thank you Sir?.?You may now stand up and compose yourself. The caning has been completed.?Laura burst into tears, whether relief at the conclusion of her ordeal or because of the dreadful pain she felt in her bottom, was debateable. Her hands went back to touch her bottom, normally soft. After a moment I happened to notice he never took a shit. I did hear a few grunts though. I got a little nervous and my leg started to shake, my foot bouncing up and down. I didn't know this rest stop was popular for men to have fun and was surprised when the other guy apparently thought I was signaling him and tapped his foot.Soon he with balls peered his head over to my stall. "Hey." he said.I didn't know what to do.I did think he was kind of cute though. I caught just the top of his head,. She raised her knees to hold more of him. He was parting her labia with his fingers while she was guiding him with her hand. Then he slid in slowly, but deeply. He shifted so that he held her breasts leaving space for the nipples to feel his chest hair. “Love,” he repeated. Then he kissed her.He was filling her, and he was above her pressing down, and his mouth was on hers. He was everywhere he could be. She wrapped her arms around his chest and hooked her ankles behind him.“Mine,” she.