With tears welling up in my eyes, still looking down hearing a distant voice saying, “Sir are you alright”? looking up I see a police man looking...at me, repeating “Sir are you alright“? Right on a holstered piece, the other holding back a now gathering crowd. “Please come Sir” he utters’, looking around I notice it’s no long midday, now a little past dusk. The police are looking at me and I make out re blue flashing lights a bit bemused as to the excitement ant what the attraction was, looking. Soon I found a way to see her body as she came out of bathroom wrapping towel I was always presented in the room while she is bathing to get a look of her towel wrapped upper cleavage and lower thighs when she came out but she always asks me to leave the room for changing. These become my daily routine but one Sunday I got lucky as I am sleeping she come out of the bathroom just wrapping a towel and suddenly I woke up nut pretend to be sleep. As she thought I am sleeping she didn’t ask me to. Horsey had to be careful when he administered 30 swats, because that was enough to make a girl's buttocks bleed, and that could show through her skirt. Besides, to top off the punishment, Horsey always administered an ass-fuck to the girl being punished. He did not want to stain his clothes with the girl's blood, so he always used a towel to cover her bleeding ass cheeks while he fucked her.No girl ever had to be punished with the 30 swats more than once. The mere threat of such a punishment. "Unzip me" Song demanded, standing up. Park didn't know what this meant, so Song guided his hand to the zippers on her shiny, round bottom. He nervously pulled at them. "Unzip me!" Song demanded and he pulled the zipper around her bottom and past her pussy. Song suddenly felt the cold air on her skin, a feeling which contrasted so sharply with the smooth wetness inside the suit that she moaned.Recovering her composure, Song yanked Park's belt and unzipped his army uniform pants. His cock popped.