One night, I did get a slight surprise.I came into the tent and Elsie and Emer were in a sixty-nine with Emer on top and his ass toward the entrance. ...lsie saw me and motioned me to enter which I did. She took Emer's cock out of her mouth and said, "Fuck his ass. He loves to get reamed every once in a while." Emer wiggled his ass as she said that. It wasn't every guy who liked to get his ass fucked but a number did. I saw that Emer's ass was hairless much like a girls. So, dropping my pants, I. The fifth stroke landed and Jack sobbed.“Five,” came the shout.Jack kept his eyes closed as the pain rushed around his bottom.Emma landed the sixth stroke just under the previous five, smiling to herself as she watched the six almost parallel red wheals.“Six,” shouted out the cheerful schoolgirls. Jack was still crying as he grasped the sides of the tables and felt his chest heave. It was the worst caning he had ever received. By far. However, he told himself this was still better than an adult. Next stop was a bulk leather supply store and the hardware store to get some chair and clips to hand a hammock chair as well as eye bolts in the ceiling beams to hold anything up to five hundred pounds. In reality I was turning the basement into a party room that my friends and I could use. The wood beams were exposed and painted and had eye bolts every four feet.When I got home that night after buying everything needed I put in the last of the supports and took a hot shower. Just as I was. “I guess so ‘causeI don’t have anymore. ” She replied hazily, the effects of the previous bowl still lingering. “I could call my Uncle Tony, he always got some.”Trina’s Uncle Tony came to the rescue and everyone was laid back feeling the effect of the good shit he brought with him. I know I was dozing off, when I felt something rub on my lips. “Time to pay the piper, Baby Girl” Tony said, as he rubbed his hard cock against my lips. The effects of the herb, had my senses on end, so I.