”Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack.I was enjoying this but also realised it was his turn to spank me next. He took it very well, though I could see fro... the colour of his bum and how he flinched between strokes that he was feeling some pain.When I stopped he stood and rubbed his bum sending his cock swinging.“Now the cane.”I bent him back over the table and picked up the thin cane. Swoosh, it made a delightful sound as it hissed through the air hitting his bottom with a satisfying crack.“Aaargh,. She looked pointedly at the beer can in his left hand and he followed her gaze and then took the opportunity to slowly lift his eyes back up to meet hers, coincidentally lingering on the overhanging underside of her magnificent rack. "What?" he said when his eyes once again met hers. "How's the beer? Mike always buys those expensive craft beers that are way too bitter for me, and I don't imagine college k**s go for the expensive stuff." "No, it's mostly Rainier and PBR at the parties.. But Sam clearly wanted something more. His dick withdrew, and the busboy, perhaps figuring a cock in the mouth was worth two in hand, began to work even harder on John.The stall door opened, and John dropped his mouth in amaze­ment. Sam's jeans were around his ankles, his shirt was shoved up above a thick forest of chest hair and large, hard tits, and looming out from his pelvis, above fat, low-hanging balls, was a dick longer than John's! "Sam, what if somebody comes in?"Sam was holding the. Hestood and looked at himself in the mirror for a few moments and thenslipped off his silk nightshirt - standing there in only his panties.He stood there for minutes - just staring. His left hand went to hissilky-smooth flat tummy. Later his right hand went to his chest abovehis breasts. With the backs of his index and middle fingers, he beganto slowly run his fingers down between his breasts - down and back up...very slowly.He must have been there 10 minutes, so lost in the moment that he.