The visitors gasped as the hairbrush was brought down sharply time and again on Scott’s already reddened bottom. They were of the age where the slip...er was used at school and all had received it, but they got a dozen or so spanks, not the several dozen Sheila was applying so meticulously to her son’s bottom. Scott squirmed around as he was now clearly less and less able to cope with the hard spanks, and the visitors murmured again when they saw the first tear trickle down the 22 year olds face.. My eyes were only fixed on Khushika’s curves. Her navel was peeking on from her saree every now and then. I could see how some guys were looking at Khushika with eyes full of lust. One of them even asked her for a dance. But her reply made me speechless, I was talking to somebody else nearby, but I clearly saw from the side of my eyes that she said she had a boyfriend pointing towards me. I thought maybe she said so because she didn’t want to dance with him. Later, when we were returning to our. “Rodger, perhaps you’d like to wash up while I serve. She really wanted him to go to the bathroom; she’d hung her enema bag where he couldn’t help but notice.Rodger did notice. He also saw that it was still damp. He was sure that she had used it recently and it was obvious that she wanted him to know. His manhood swelled a little at that tidbit of information.When he came out dinner was served. They were enjoying companionable conversation, learning about each other when Victoria, sipping. Those ladies agree to let me fuck them because the alternative is worse. They have a need for their bodies to be respected even in death, while as for me, I do what I have to because my life was stolen from me - taken - and speaking honestly, I don't know whether it was real or just the delusion of an old schizophrenic mind. Maybe I've always lived in these caverns. Maybe all my troubling memories are lies. All I know is that I can spear a dead woman's cunt and crack it in two.How did I learn.