He wanted cries, wriggling and general disobedience! He’d have to make the next stroke harder, wouldn’t he? And so it was that with a simple flick...of the wrist, the fifth stroke was much, much harder. The noise as the cane made impact was impressive, even to an experienced caner like Buckhouse. His lodger cried out with anguish and wriggled her bottom most enticingly, and then thrust it up ready for the final stroke. He decided to wait. The girl seemed almost eager. That hadn’t been in his. “Mmm Sarah you gonna make me cum.” Frank stammered. “That’s the general idea silly.” Sarah said playfully. She then drove her mouth down and began sucking hard on his cock. Moving her hand to her lips and moving up and down. He was in such disbelief that a white girl was this good of a cock sucker. She suddenly stopped playing with him and brought her hand away. “ Fuck Sarah, why you always love to be the tease. You gonna kill me.” Moaned Frank. “Well I am what I am. . “Did it turn you on dressing up especially for me like this?"Her answer was to pull me closer to her, grabbing my tight arse.I hitched her skirt up higher, revealing her rose pattern panties, setting her off beautifully with black stockings and kitten heels. Reaching my hand down over her silky crotch I found she had already wet through her panties in anticipation. I knew what was coming next.Without bothering to undress her further, I pushed her up against the kitchen surface, pulled her. " All right, fair enough," he replied amicably. "What I want is basically two things. Number one, I want a truce."She hadn't been expecting that. A little perplexed, she unfolded her arms, asking, "A what? ... Why?" A truce," he repeated. "I don't want to fight you, not right now. After the big fight yesterday, I honestly don't feel much like fighting against anyone at the moment. I dunno if you've noticed it or not, but I guess you could say that I'm more of a lover than a fighter."She.