She must have noticed that I wasn't getting much from my spanking because Miss Johnson said, "It looks like the spanking isn't having much effect on y...u. I think I know how to make you really feel it." With that, I felt her fingertips on the insides of my briefs. Soon they were at my ankles with my briefs. Then I felt her hands on my now naked bottom."Your cheeks aren't even pink, yet. Now, I think I can change that." I did feel embarrassed being bent over and naked from the waist down. . How he’d been racing his motorcycle in practice for a competition. How he hadn’t seen the obstruction on the road ahead, and how the collision with another bike killed him instantly. I fought my tears. Gradually, we returned to cheerier conversation, and it wasn’t until an hour and a half had passed until we noticed that our oars were floating far from the canoe. ‘Hah!’ he laughed. ‘Looks like you’re going to have to go rescue them!’ My eyes widened. ‘Me? You’re the gentleman!’ I squealed. It. They were also supremely confident that if they died for Christ, or their version of him, anyway, they would go straight to Heaven as martyrs. The Holy Assembly of the Kingdoms of Our Lord and His Christ was, well, as nasty as a bunch of religious zealots could be. They had better tactics than the Klan, for the most part, but they were also far less willing to retreat. They were also cannibals or headhunters or some such nonsense.Yeah, we saw the fucking bones in the sectors that already fell.. ‘Hello, pretty.’ I grinned at her. ‘Tell me is your pussy sweet?’ Turning her finger-bruised tit loose, I rammed my hand into the waistband of those stupid pajamas-looking-pants she was wearing. She shrieked into my palm as I cupped her pussy through the thong she wore and gave it a hard squeeze. Then I dug my fingertips past the edge of that silky cloth and, while she squirmed in my arms, I shoved two fingers up and into her! Oh, hell was she warm inside. ‘HEY, YOU!’ Pushing the screaming girl.