The maid came to the pond with the white towel and saw us in action. There was a broad smile on her face as she stood there watching us.“You won’t...leave any hole, untouched “? asked the maid.“How can I, when it is meant to be filled with my tool,” I replied.As I released my liquid into the girl I stood up holding her in my hands so that the maid could see the traces of my semen oozing into the girl’s hole.My load in the little cunt was heavy and the maid was impressed.We went back to the house. One by one they stopped crying. Nina was first followed by Charlie and finally Jonathan. None could see anyone else as their eyes ere still full of tears as they were told to stand up but to remain in front of their spanker with their hands on their heads. Claire did the talking, “Have you learnt your lesson?” There were three sobbing replies each saying they had learnt their lesson, and that they were very sorry indeed. Claire scolded them each for several more minutes. Soon Charlie had. If you want to dress like that then you've got to be prepared to go out like that," Sarah retorted."Oh, it's easy for you to say that. You'll be in your jeans while I'll be walking down the supermarket with my arse practically showing." Come on, no-one forced you to put that skirt on. It's not that short anyway. It's OK as long as you don't sit down." Candy didn't say anything. She was weakening. Sarah played her trump card. "I tell you what, if you come with me, I'll wear a mini-skirt, too."A. "Look down!"Midnight blue eyes looked down and reeled as they focused upon a pair ofrounded, fleshy swells. His body was that of his caveman progenitor, ormore accurately cavewoman; a primal force of nature, a creature exudingraw sexuality. This was the lithe fiery lass who had stalked a monster,who had mastered her fear and leaped with the supple grace of a pantheratop a tentacled horror. The limbs were slender but quite muscular, thewaist narrow, the breasts and hips generous. In that moment.