You shouldn’t be standing there in a cum-splattered shirt.”Jen swallowed hard. She knew that removing the shirt would expose her precious, 22-year...old titties. It was exhilarating, but she still felt bashful. She reminded herself it was the reason she was there.She reached up and grabbed the shoulders of the top. She pulled it over her head. When she could see the room again, four teenagers were unabashedly staring at her tits. A couple of them were gently rubbing their groins.Out of habit, she. The sight of his prone, submissive body gave her an erection. Thethought of caning a man had never before entered her head, but now thatshe was about to do so she trembled with anticipation, her cockbecoming rock hard.She shuffled over to kneel beside him, raised the cane and struck itacross his cheeks. The blow wasn't too hard but it never-the-less lefta red stripe. She struck again, harder this time and was fascinated bythe marks she made on his white skin. Eight more times she whipped. He was about 10 years older than her, skinny apparently and as usual well hung. I think of all the blokjes she told me about V was her favourite. She wouldnt see or hear from him for a month then he would turn up for a day or two before disappearing again. He had a flat somewhere near where M lived.In some ways he did me a favour because he was the person who always told M that spunk was full of vitamin E and not only was it good for body it was also very good for the skin.This sound advice is. "Delicious!" She told him. Tammy loved the salty taste of cum.After cuming in her mouth, the second man left as quickly as the first. Tammy sat on her knees swirling the last drops of his seed on her tongue. For the first time in months Tammy smiled. She should have done this a long time ago.Tammy was aware of voices in the hallway now and was suddenly afraid that she might get in trouble or worse; arrested! Her parents would die if word of tonight's activities ever got out. Her father would.