HE buried into her again and again, his crotch spanking her ass. Her flesh rippled as she moaned and gasped.“Yes, yes, this is such a big dick!” s...e moaned. “Oh, George, watch him fuck me! He’s pounding me so hard!”The Hispanic cutie shoved up my jean skirt and groaned at the sight of my pussy. I didn’t stare down at her, my eyes instead locked on the live porn that was going on. The people of the mall were watching the sight, whispering, muttering, gaping at the cuckolding act going on before. I knew I wanted to. I just needed a nudge.He had told me after that first encounter to come by anytime and I wanted too. I wanted to go right up to his door. However, at the time, I was nervous, ashamed of my lusts and cravings. My feelings caught between the two, I drove by his house several times before stopping and walking up to the side gate, near the pool. He came out to meet me. This time, before I dove into the pool, I stripped down and was completely nude. My young mind wanted him to. He then got out his cane which they still used to do then. I think I was the last boy to be caned with 3 stokes, which was the most you could get in one go then, before they stopped it. I had to hold out my hands and he did it on my palms which was specially for masturbators, in front of Trudi her mum and dad and Miss Hampton. I started crying as it was painful and I was ashamed.That wasn't even the end of it as they got my mum in later and I had to go and see the Headmaster again and he told. It caught me right on my cheek and sent me reeling backwards against the toilet. Somehow I managed to stay on my feet but the extreme pain echoed through my head. “Youre gonna do exactly what I want to, or I hit you again, get it?” Blake said smiling. I looked up, and without saying a word moved forwards trying desperately to reach the door. It was all in vain and he threw an uppercut into my belly. Again I stayed on my feet but now bent double. Coughing for breath. It was clear couldnt have.