. now it was to receive pain.The cane rose and fell with merciless force. Five times. Each stroke forced a yelp from the bending Dina... but her finge...tips never left her toes by more than an inch or two. Five weals blazed across the white flesh.Then the position were reversed... and it was the rather plumper, blonde Melanie who bent and Dina who welded the cane. She did it with an astonishing venom, as if to gain full revenge, driving Melanie down to her knees with the final whiplashing. He knelt behind her, his knees on the floor between Kyle’s, and rubbed his prick against her puckered arsehole. She closed her eyes and nodded to signal her readiness for his entry.But as he pushed into her she cried, “Ow. Ow. Fuck! That hurts.” She grimaced and tried to scramble away from the would-be invader, which was difficult because she was trying to keep Kyle in her cunt at the same time. “Wait. I said, wait, you little shit. Damn”“What? This was your idea.”“I know, I know, but I haven’t. She looked so, well, so alone, that I wanted todo something to cheer her up."Hey Christine, I'm going to fix something for supper. I was thinking ofpancakes or waffles. Do you want me to make some for you?"She just turned her face slowly to me and said in an empty voice, "Iguess."Well, what the heck, if I couldn't cheer her up it wouldn't be for lackof trying, so I went all out. In addition to the pancakes I scrambled adozen eggs, fried a pound of bacon and two pounds of sausage links,. She moaned softly as his stiff cock filled her and his hand moved across her breasts, stroking both her nipples while his free hand slid down over her flat stomach and into her panties. His finger moved down until he could feel his own shaft as it thrust slowly in and out of her wet opening, feeling her juices on his cock. Running his finger over his shaft and her opening, he coated it with her wetness before sliding it up and over her stiff, sensitive clitoris. She gasped at the new.