She knew some of the girls even got off after being caned but all Miss Coe could think of was that she never wanted to be caned ever again.Miss Summer... had different feelings. She was turned on by giving the caning and making Miss Coe suffer so much and all she wanted to do was go to the lavatory and masturbate. Miss Summers looked again at the raised welts and placed her open palm on Miss Coe’s hot bottom and gently rubbed and squeezed her cheeks. It felt so good to her.Miss Coe was surprised. I was concentrating on Anne’s leg rubbing against my hand. I could feel my cock growing in my pants. I looked over at Anne. Those huge tits were pushing at her top. I could see them moving in and out as she breathed. She held her leg against my hand now. As I looked up from her tits I could see she was staring at me. She had that ‘I want you to fuck me now’ look on her face. I felt my cock pulsing in my pants. I had to get rid of her two friends. “Pull in here.” Anne said as she tapped my leg. . God, it was depressing to think of living this life, watching her and girls like her emerge from the clumsiness of adolescence as beautiful creatures, to live wanting them, while they lived being them. I watched her little breast until a park attendant brought me back to reality. "Kid, you're up."I stepped into the coaster seat, nervous for my first ride. And that was when I noticed she was sitting next to me. We were buckled and checked, and I sat quietly. When she turned to smile at her mom. ." He kept looking right at me, too. It was my property he was screwing, as he saw it. And for whatever reason, he wanted to humiliate us both. "Aaah... aah! I'm gonna cum...!" he cried, almost desperate-sounding, tightening his hold into fistfuls of her silky hair. "I'm gonna..." butr he didn't get it out until: "Ohhhhhh god!" Oh god. I saw his balls twitch; no, more like leap. Jump. Like they were both trying to climb into her mouth... he was cumming inside her. Another man was having an.