"Yes, I do," I replied."To prove this for us, we will release you, but then we want you to stand over and walk over to the end of the bed. Then bend ...ver it to receive six final strokes of the cane." Do I really have to?" I asked. "Haven't you spanked me enough? I have learned my lesson." Stop whining, or else you will get eight strokes of the cane," Jane said. So they untied me, and then I went over to the end of the bed and bent over it. "Count the strokes out loud, and if you stand up. But, it would be his decision either way and she was there to please him, not disappoint him. So, she would never ask unless she felt she had no other choice, which meant that they headed up to her bedroom without further adieu. He immediately commanded her to bend over the bed and lift her skirt out of the way. She was so frightened of how much it was going to hurt, but she complied nonetheless. He pulled his pants down. His cock was already hard. There would be no foreplay for her, no getting. I decided to try out for the school's basketball team. After school, I went down to the Coach William's office in the gymnasium to talk to her about trying out. When I reached her office, the door was slightly open. I decided just to push it open and go in without knocking. When I pushed the door, I saw Coach Greene, the boys' soccer team coach, fondling Coach Williams! Her T-shirt and sports bra were pushed up around her neck and Coach Greene was massaging her breasts and squeezing her. I took my rock hard cock and slid it up and down along her pussy lips. I took the head of my dick and put it into her snatch, causing her lips to part, showing the pinkness inside contrasted against her brown skin. She was as dry as a bone inside.“I guess this is not how you imagined losing your virginity. Strapped to a table, getting fucked by an American you’ve never met.” Now that the head was inside, I did not need to guide my penis, so I reached forward and groped her small tits. Her.