I moaned again.Then he started to tighten it.It wasn’t long before the little bag felt unbearably tight. It probably wasn’t squeezing that hard, b...t the way it held me made it feel like my balls were in a vice grip. I was panting and squirming in no time.Oren glanced up at me, “I like that face. It’s very nice, so flustered yet still you look so turned on. So sexy, Danny. It just makes me want to give you more.”He somehow tightened the bag further and I whimpered a little. “S-stop.” I. I groaned inwardly knowing that this was going to be so much morepainful. With no warning whatsoever once again the agonising canecracked onto my poor tender bottom with me shouting out the number ofthe strokes until I could no longer speak the pain being so intense. Iheard my aunt command an extra six for disobeying the order to count thestrokes. Four of these were laid diagonally, two from the left and twofrom the right with the final two strokes placed in the crease where mybottom meets my. Another man stepped close behind her, and she leaned her head back as his cock rested heavily on her cheek, turning her head to wrap her lips around his thick, meaty shaft.It wasn't long before one of the men began to cum, a spurt of his hot sperm spattering on her forehead to run down her face. She smiled dreamily and tilted her head back further, opening her mouth as more of the men began to cum, most of it hitting her cheeks as she tried to catch as much as she could, savoring salty taste.. . well ... How can I say this..." Confident?" Janice supplied."That's right! You look so much more 'confident' than you used to, if you know what I mean." Well, I feel fantastic. Remember how uptight I used to be? I swear, I was 35 going on 60. But now just look at me! I feel and look ten years younger, I'm flirting all the time at the office, and I'm so much more aggressive about getting what I want." You know, the way you've been stroking that wine glass..." Jack watched as her fingers played.