All that deep oil massage, the touch and tease of his fingers finding her secret place between those bountiful cheeks, she swaying them to make them m...re tempting, he stroking each one and making those certain sounds she loved so much to hear, knowing that she alone was giving him so very much pleasure.She heard the first swish of the cane contact her buttocks and felt the sting run up into her spine, yelling out "One" as he asked. Nine more to go -- she clenched her cheeks together in wait for. –‘I have nothing to say.’ He sat and thought of more and more, and shed a tear–not from the pain, but because there was none. He was free. It was a college romance. They broke up. She never meant to hurt him, she was young and didn’t know how to break it off. Nothing special. Look how sweet and kind she was to him in later years. Look how she listened and tried to be his friend. Look how big a fool he’d been to blame her and insult her, ten long years after the fact. It had all been him, not. The remains of a frozen entrée that had been in the freezer were on the end table, along with a couple of empty soda cans. The leather sofa had been turned to face the screen, and as I walked around I saw that a young woman was sleeping on it. She was an attractive looking blonde; best guess no more than twenty. She was wearing a white blouse that was completely unbuttoned, exposing a pair of bra-less tits that looked to be about a 34B capped with bright pink areola and nipples, and a short. "You are my squire, and you have an important task to do."Rohea led Maes out of the forest, and wished her good luck as she made her way into the capital. Maes walked quickly along the road, but it was still a long walk before she arrived at the city gates. The guards paid her no heed, and she entered the city with no problems. The capital city of Wolle was impressive – much more so when viewed from the inside. It was mid-day, and the sun was shining brightly overhead. However, the bustle of.