”“Crikey…over this desk?”Hugo nodded.“And then she gave him a pretty good six of the best. His bottom was a nice one but well striped. Do yo... know what she did next?“Er..?”“She suggested she caned me too.”“And did you…er…did you let her?” asked Hannah again holding the desk.“She added in the nick of time that she would like to take a caning too so I agreed and she made me lower my trousers.”“Go on.”“Well I bent over the desk and she told me to lower my pants. I stood and luckily my. " I said as she got closer."Hi!" Erica said as she walked over to my vehicle. "Wow, you have a really nice truck." She said.Thanks, where are you going?" I said. "Just heading home, but I gotta walk. My car broke down." Well, hop in, I'll give you a ride." I said as my cock throbbed. "Ok, sure." She said excitedly.She got in to my truck and said, "Wow, this is really nice. I'll bet you could camp in this thing." Where do you live?" I asked. "I just live on Market Street, but let's go for a. How would you like a private show, no extra charge?" Uh, no thanks, I think I'm fine right here," he said, his attentiondrifting away and settling on a girl displaying extreme flexibility onone of the fireman poles.Julie bent over, putting her head alongside his to share his view andwhispered, "Suit yourself, but if you want to see something that makesTHAT seem mundane, meet me in room seven." She then strolled off anddisappeared down a hallway, under a sign that read, "Private Rooms".While he. ‘Monique!’ She raised her voice to her, breaking the trance and Monique looked up and made eye contact. ‘Either get over here and eat my pussy, and it better be good, or go to your room and pack your stuff for the long bus ride to wherever the fuck you are from.’ Horror now slipped away replaced with acceptance and servitude. Monique walked over and without a word pulled her panties off and attacked her pussy. ‘Easy Monique!’ She grabbed her hair and pulled her head out from between her legs.