” I didn’t have time to take offense as he turned me over; he had taken out his cock and started tracing my slit with it through my panties. I mo...ned. He ripped off my undies and slowly inserted the warm throbbing piece of meat into my slippery pussy. He grunted as my malnourished lips squeezed him tight. “Damn,” was all he had to say. He roughly started riding me, with each thrust my clitoris and rock hard nipples rubbed against the cotton sheets. The effect was pure orgasmic. I screamed as. Each step I took I dropped an article of clothing until I was naked standing directly in front of her. Her hot red lips brushed across mine as my hand found her hard nipples. I gently kneaded her tits, and pulled on her nipples as my lips found the hollow of her neck. I pushed her down on the bed, Sliding up to the pillows she propped herself up at the headboard and spread her legs, her pussy was creamy and white slick and smooth, she had tight little puckered pussy lips with a nice hard pink. “Come on” I said “We’d better have a shower and get cleaned up”. Shayla flung her arms around me, gave my a “doe eyed” pleading look with her big brown eyes and said “Together?” Not being one to refuse a lady I agreed, but that’s another story. We made our way, hand in hand to the bathroom. I lifted my tee shirt over my head and Shayla removed her bikini bottoms. I set the shower going and we both stepped in. Fortunately it was large enough for two. I poured shampoo onto her hair and. Then he talked to me of the caning that I had just received. I told him how it felt inside of me and how I just shut my eyes determined to not to tell him to stop.Then he dropped the bomb on me. He asked me if I knew how many cuts I received from him? I told him I thought I had gotten 50 or 60. I thought about what you said about it being abuse and I wondered if I was sick for wanting to be abused. Dack told me that I should be proud of myself, as he gave me an even 100. I was kneeling between.