On our way to class, this was a major talking point, initially between us girls and then across the whole lower sixth. No-one had been caned at our sc...ool for two or three years so this was a big deal. Did she mean on the bum or across the hand? If it was on the bum would it be over clothes or bare? Whatever it was it made us all behave well for some time.It couldn’t last of course and a week later, during a history discussion talking about ancient Egypt, Mike joked that Cleopatra was a big. She pulled his cock downwards and aimed it at Maisie’s pussy while Jenny pushed him forwards.“Dad, I’ve been waiting for this for so long.”“Me too,” said Joan, knowing that this could only end for the better; for both of them.The tip of his cock prised open his daughter’s lips and then he saw it disappear inside her silky sheath. Maisie had lost her virginity a year ago, and not to those idiots that she called boys either, no, it was to her mother’s vibrator that she knew was in the bottom. Fuck; what am I saying? I hope she doesn't think I'm "cute". That would be a bloody disaster. I hate "cute".)"Well, OK. Let's see. I think it's clear that you're handling this much better than me. I hope I've calmed down a little since that first blundering greeting. Sorry about that; I don't know what I was thinking, I'm sure. Anyway; I'm really glad that I came to see you. I so nearly cried off, even as I was coming over but I didn't want to live with the "what if? question. Besides, we had. The courtyard contained the usual walks, plants, and a pool. The particular place we had stopped was near the pool. There was a group of guys sitting beside the pool, nursing some beers, casually surveying their surroundings. An important part of the surroundings was Cindy. She was just above them, fifteen or twenty feet away. She was wearing a short sundress, the hem high on her thighs, a loose top with halter straps holding the bodice up. In deference to the breeze that was blowing, she had.