." I call out and feel once again the sting of the cane. As I cry out I realise that now there will be trouble, you bring a ring gag and force my hea... back so you can secure it, you step back and cane me between my legs, it stings my lips and I groan loudly. Again and again you sting my pussy and I get wetter and wetter, the pain is awesome and you know it. You are bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. The strokes stop and I feel you caressing my butt, pulling the cheeks apart and. So I searched on Google & I found one sexting site where people around the world have fun here in real or by video call. So I thought let’s make a try & I searched for girls but I found girls there selling their nude pic for some money. After some time, I got msg from one guy name John ( name changed) & the conversation goes like thisJohn: HiMe: HiJohn: how are u Me: I’m good, wbuJohn: GoodMe: so what are you looking forJohn: I & my wife are looking for some fun maybe in threesomeMe: Wow,. I set the table. I could hear John talking in the living room, and I smiled. From what I could hear on this end of the conversation, my son would get lucky.I was checking the spaghetti and meatballs when John came into the kitchen. “It’s ready, Hon. Self-serve tonight.” He took his plate and came over to the stove and filled it. I took a smaller portion and sat at the kitchen table with him. “Got a date with Laura?”“Yeah. Friday night. Her husband is going to be gone for the weekend. We are. Because Sheila and I were washed and dressed before anyone else, we took charge of the 'cooking'. Without a supply of cereal, the choice was toast and butter, without the option. There were no complaints, although had the toaster been able to speak, it would have been chuntering about being worked so hard. Two loaves and two half-pound packs of (intervention) butter later, the cupboard was bare.Mr Johnston knocked on the outside of the caravan and poked his head through the door."Everything.