Kathy and Mom were breathing heavily after the first six strokes and knew they hated and loved being caned. The hate was clearly because each stroke s...ung so much, and intensified as each stroke bit into their bottoms. The love was the increasing quivers flying around their vaginas as each stroke subsided, even for a few seconds before the next horribly pain-filled cane stroke bit again into their bottoms. It was a typical love/hate relationship, although here they had the added comfort of. By doing so, he actually made that statement a desired quality for children and adults to experience. Do you understand that facet of the English language?"The Energists search mind memories for English language rules and for other examples of this unique writing or communication style. As a strong majority of them accepted my explanation, I continued. "The point of this incredible group of songs is that we humans DO need a high quality education to become well-rounded individuals. In addition,. I told her my car was parked around the back and did she fancy chatting somewhere more private and happily she agreed.As soon as we got into my car she leaned over and kissed me - her tongue entered my mouth. I said your frisky aren't you and she said that she hadn't had sex since the baby was born even though she had got her figure back. I said do you want sex with me and she said yes. I asked what she enjoyed and she said "anything"I slipped the top of her dress over her shoulders and started. She knew that she might feel ashamed of herself afterwards, but at the moment, she was too hot and hungry to give a damn, so starved for a drink of pony jism that nothing else mattered.Bonny opened her mouth wide and clamped her lips around the tip of Buck's dark, naked prick. His pisshole dripped onto her flashing tongue and lathered her lips with slime. She sucked and lapped, moaning with the pure joy of it. Cum and saliva dribbled down her chin. She began to frig his cockshaft faster, eager.