"Ms Jones, Ms Winston requires that any boy who has a hard cock without permission should be taken over your lap and given fifty hard spanks." "No way..." said Bill. "Ms Winston" Crimmins said into the phone, "he is resisting." There was a short pause as the nurse listened. She then spoke sternly to Bill. "Ms Winston wants to know if you want 100 from her cane in addition to the 50 from Ms Jones. She can be here in two minutes. Be clear that you'll still get the fifty from Ms Jones. What's it to. All I could do was build it and see how well it worked.Of course everyone in town could see what was going on, and had the same questions. I got bizarre ideas from every quarter. Sure, cows drink a lot. We could drop a bunch of thirsty cattle in there and let them drink all they wanted, but what then? The water didn’t just go away. The cows would just piss in the cofferdam and then be thirsty again. The only difference would be that now we were working in cow-piss instead of river water. No.I. He was already excited. He let out an "ah". I then opened the zip of his shorts and placed my hand on his penis. It was a hot fleshy rod, throbbing and full of power. Before I could take it out, it popped out of the shorts, and was staring at me. Sumeet's hand was already on my head, pulling my hair, urging me to do the max. I did it. I put my mouth on the head of his penis, and started kissing it. The smell of it was making me more excited. Where as the view of my ample cleavage and me licking. After we were engaged and had set the date, of course, all the planning took place, the days, weeks and months of planning. Todd had chosen his best friend from college, Jon, to be best man. They hadn't seen each other in almost two years as they each moved to rather distant cities from one another.So, it was to be quite the occasion for the two of them as well as the two of us. Jon flew in several days early in order to have some time with his old college buddy and I was eager to meet him.