I find it far more erotic and exciting if I cannot tell when my dream man will strike me.My dream man knows me all too well, and I always find myself ...eing unprepared.I feel the swell of my buttocks as it moulds to the impression of the cane; as it strikes me. I slowly feel the heat of the cane spread across my bottom slightly before my body moves forward a few inches. Again my subconscious is fighting me. It wants me to avoid being struck because it knows I will be. My conscious mind wants. We used to go out together. I noticed she would wear very exposing dresses while going out and when at home she would wear sleeveless t-shirt without any bra , as her breasts were big her nipples outline were visible. It was a feast for the eyes for men or boy in the neighborhood.I had few friends who would come to visit me. They would be mesmerized at the site of my sister’s presence. When they would be around she would be roaming around with tight tees and short pants or skirts. One of my. Soon Eva was making more noise than Jenny and 4 or 5 people came to see what was causing Eva to be so vocal. It was funny, when the guys saw what I was doing to Eva they turned and went back to watch Jenny, and maybe get their turn; but when the girls saw us fucking they stayed and watched. Having a female audience spurred me on and soon Eva orgasmed and I felt her vaginal muscles contract and relax on my cock which helped me cum as well.I stood there in post coital euphoria for a minute or so. They had gotten down to essentials while I was still thinking about my modesty.That night, the women decided to make their move on me. I was already in bed when they walked in together. They were stark naked! Junior immediately sprang to attention, and I nearly swallowed my tongue. Angie said, "Jimmy, since it looks like you are determined to be a gentleman until we all drop dead of old age, Jean and I have decided that enough is enough. We are both virgins, but we know how sex works, and we.