No need for all that now." He waved towards the police as a young officer followed the immigration boss up the gangway. "This is a Miss Beverly Hart a...d she's the captain of the yacht. I warn you, this is going to be one hell of a hum-dinger."I held my hand out and Max took it warmly. The young police lieutenant offered his as well and I responded similarly."Howdy Miss, so what's the problem?" asked Max."You'd better come inside," interjected Jack softly, "You're gonna love this one."For a. Becky was wearing a skimpy black thong that had done nothing to protect her bottom from the spanking. It was already bright red all over. He continued with the spanking, increasing the strength of his spanks making Becky really cry out as each one landed. He must have given her over one hundred spanks before he stopped, telling Becky it was now time for the cane.She struggled off his lap and stood up facing him while rubbing her sore bum. Don took the cane out of its cardboard tube, flexing it. “No one has ever said please to me before.”I watched and heard as she undone one, two, three, wow four, five snaps let loose of the corset and her tits were free. Still smiling, she pulled the corset off her breasts.This woman’s tits were far and away the largest I had ever seen, I’m not sure if it was because of her small framed body, but who the hell cares at this point. They sagged, of course. Gravity must win on breasts that size. Then my attention went straight to her hard nipples, my. He rubbed the inside of her thigh, pushing it gently to open her a little more, stirring the molten fire within her with a rugged smoothness, tasting her aroma, wanting more but holding back, building the erotic tension between them."Now!"A yearning cry fluttered from her lips, burning his face with hot kisses, fingers taut on his back, entreating his flesh to fulfill her desire, feeling him harden against her most sensitive spot, needing it deep inside her body. She draped her leg over his.