The teacher lifted the rattan cane again, and brought it down sharply upon Wilma's little bottom smiling as the girl screeched, and then bounced up an... down on the beam.Like many pupils before her, Wilma had learnt how best to absorb the terrible pain of the cane was to thrust her young cunt against the rough padding, trying to offset the burning agony in her bottom with the sharp delight it brought her cunt.The third stroke landed directly between her bottom cheeks, just as she had lifted. There was an empty lot between us, so, if I was careful, she couldn't see that I was watching. If I left the light on in my room, or even just left the door open to the hallway, the glare was enough to prevent me making out any details in her room. But if the light were out, ... then the dark expanse seemed to vanish, and ... Well, now was hardly the time.I set the glass of bourbon on an end table as I moved toward the elevator. It was a luxury I could only afford in my dreams now, and the. As she turned around to rub the top of her ass against my cock, it turned to something like a solid tube of tempered glass — strong, heavy and could handle some hard, repetitive, industrial use for several hours. Then a blonde came from across the floor with her eye on Andrea. She mimicked Andrea’s moves as she came closer and closer. Soon the two of them were dancing together as Andrea was doing her slow shimmy in front of me. As their hips were grinding together, the blonde’s hands made her. When I think she was back at ease, I gently started applying more pressure and thus slowly the phallus started entering inside her. It was warm inside yet a cool slipperiness welcomed us in. It was ecstatic, an out of the world experience. Everything seems to have been ceased from existence. It was just me and her. The sound of the rain droplets outside was musical, pure romantic. My phallus was going in and out of the vagina. Because of the position, her vaginal walls became much more tight.